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Mr. Boy finally lost the little gold-colored Tiger Cub slide for his orange Tiger Cub neckerchief. I’d been fretting for months about that slide (also called a woggle) coming off without him noticing it. Wishing I’d bought more than one. Interrupting him at Den meetings to ask where it was when it disappeared from the neckerchief. Sometimes he’d thoughtfully pocketed it. For one thing I was being fussy, which is normal. For another I was trying to avoid a trip to Scout headquarters on the other side of town. HQ is tucked into a lonely little plot of green and brown amidst the concrete and asphalt of half a dozen intersecting highways, or so it seems. Which I will have to negotiate now. He did finally lose it in a fitting place: on a wooded trail in Long Canyon the other night at his Den meeting, which satisfied the outdoors requirement in the Tiger Cub handbook. He enjoyed the trail through the woods, particularly the stepping over on teetering rocks of the creek that looped around the trail so you had to cross it twice, going and coming. This time I will buy half a dozen woggles for the neckerchief, which has an interesting history of commemoration and usefulness, in preparation for the next loss.