okay so before i got sick i was a museum curator as u may know and a pair of otters made their home under the museum so when i started working there a member of our research team warned me that my office would sometimes stink. well for a year i sat in my office thinking wow. this is way stinkier than i imagined it would be.
some days were egregious but with my background as a fish biologist i had a high stink tolerance so i just accepted it but i began to suspect that perhaps the otters were closer at-hand than we wanted to believe.
well my successor who took over when i left just told me that they had to do repairs on the floor in the curator’s office and the otters were IN the FLOOR. they infiltrated the museum and were stowing and eating fish beneath the floorboards of my office. apparently the floor was full of little leftover prey carcasses.
and i just lived like that.
there’s a moral in here somewhere
there’s also otters in here somewhere
“before i got sick”