Thanks to your wonderful postings, I must say that I'm privileged to feel as if I'm growing up along with Jack, he's got a great life ahead of him!
True story: About 35 years ago I was taking one of my nature rambles, as much as to avoid an afternoon with my ex-wife's family as any other reason. I found a dead ring-billed gull, and as it was banded I picked it up and took down the number. Finally got back to the out-law's place and said I needed to make a phone call to the Canadian Wildlife Service. My ex's niece, too prim and proper for her own good, asked me why, so I told her. "EEEW!" she shrieked, "You picked up a dead animal with your HANDS?!" She was eating a burger at the time, so I seized the opportunity; "Well," I replied "Right now you're putting a dead animal in your mouth." The screams from everyone were quite entertaining, and my ex didn't speak to me for a while.