There was a lost manatee. He swam up the Atlantic coast. He got into the Hudson River.
Bill told me about him. He told me about how they tracked him from Florida. I couldn’t believe it. It just seemed so impossible that they could have followed the animal for so long.
The problem was: Bill said manatee, but instead of picturing this:
I pictured this:
How could they track something so small? I asked.
No, I haven’t lived it down yet.