I know that I have really gotten used to my job with the animals, when I don't think twice about going in with the animals. I am in a small flight cage outside with pigeons. They fly so close that their wings blow my hair like a fan. I don't worry about poop on my hair or clothes, I just assume I have it on me, However, they don't usually leave a "gift" for me.
I was joking with one of the animal care givers. If a squirrel is to get 3 nuts, she makes sure that she doesn't just use 3 nut pieces, but gathers enough pieces to make what would be an entire nut. So last night, I noticed that while I gathered the frozen crickets to feed the ducks and turtles, I was collecting cricket parts, legs and bodies enough to make sure the animals got 5 entire crickets. Only then did I realize I was being just like Becky with the nuts. I had to laugh.
Not too many stories about my night, but, sometimes I just realize that I am getting used to the sights, sounds and smells of the entire experience. It was very special for me to share my place of work with Bobbi. Thanks Bob for enduring that.