The most clueless out of touch old geezer on Earth

Apparently is moi. See, I'm at the drugstore when a little girl, maybe two or so, scampers around the end of the aisle and starts talking to me in that way little kids have of sounding like they're talking but not saying any real words. I used to know another little girl with similar skills so I play along.

Hi, I say.

And then, because she's holding in her hands a small, pink stuffed animal of some sort, I add…

I like your pig.

Whereupon this little girl launches into a stern and heartfelt frowning lecture and I come to understand this animal she's holding is not (not!) a pig. It's a…

kitten. 

Who knew?

You, right?

Me, I am never going to guess pig again.