One of my undergrad anthropology professors, an adorable older man with a closely cropped white beard and soft spoken voice, once exclaimed - with the utmost sincerity - that he thought it was one of the saddest things in the world that humans had lost their tails in the evolutionary process. I couldn't agree more. And it looks like we have a new recruit on Team Tail - none other than Mr. Nathaniel Thomas himself.
Earlier in the day while we took a walk, we discussed which animals had tails and which did not. When Dave got home from work, Nate brought up the topic again, this time insisting he had a tail of his own. When asked where this mysterious tail was, he pointed to his back, above his bottom. Obviously. I'll have to ask him tomorrow what it looks like.
What would your tail look like? I'm thinking mine would have a nice tuft on the end, like a lion.