Neanderdad closed in on a long-legged bug as it bounced spastically against the living-room wall.  He held a tissue in one hand and a rolled magazine in the other.  He was ready to strike.  This was Neanderdad on his game;  he was focused, in the moment and on the hunt.  The dog stood beside him, a slight wagging of the tail showed his endorsement of the venture. Neanderdad’s offspring stood on either side of him, their bodies half turned in preparation to flee if the insect made a menacing move.

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