I was thrilled. I had found wildlife. sealife. whatever. Sunning itself on a rock. With Adam always spotting
things before me (example: “oh honey did you see that whale?” me:”where???!!!” Adam” oh its gone now” me:”Boo”),
I was so pleased that I found these two little guys first. So pleased that I insisted that I got a photo with my prizes.
After the photo (which I was so excited to have for future bragging rights), adam said “wanna see if they snap at me?”
and he waved his finger in front of them (first of all, RUDE, they were tanning!!). Nothing. So he touched the back of
the one. Nothing. Next thing I hear “Radelle they are dead”. I insisted that they must have died AFTER the photo
was taken. I had found them live. Hadnt I?? I insisted on a funeral.