Yes, I read about Marius the giraffe. Disgusting! What a thing to be demonstrating to children. I still remember the trauma of having to dissect a frog in biology class.
You were a sort of detective? I must have missed that part of your CV. Do tell!
And thanks as always for your delightful comment.
Not one of my finer moments. I was just out of college...needed to support my mother and help my sister out as she went to school (long story there). Needed the cash so I took a terrible job. Boy was I bad at it. Ill suited. People everywhere. I found myself wanting to help them, instead of hunt them.
Only good thing was the money--and I met my husband. He is a very practical man. Everything I do badly, he does well. Handles people and they don't even know they are being handled :))) He's like a rock. Impervious to judgement. Just keeps moving and doing his thing.
More information than you needed, but this does take me back to those early days when I met my husband.
Not too much information at all. I'm delighted to hear of happy loving couples. In my experience, they're a rare phenomenon