Funny you should mention education and reptiles...
Long ago and far away in another time and another place and another life, I considered trying to become a veterinarian, among other things. Back then it wasn't reptiles in particular, it was just animals in general. I got a bachelor's degree in biology, but in terms of a career, "B.S." was all it ever amounted to. The closest my employment situation ever came to my education was when I was a clerk at the department of health. I could have done that job without the college degree, but it did help because I was typing and entering lots of scientific data, and I knew what it meant and I knew how to spell it.
That was over 18 years ago and things are very different now. That summer I bought my first house and moved in with two cats, two ferrets, and a gerbil. Back then my plan for the rest of my life was to get a master's degree in environmental science, continue my career with the department of health, surround myself with furry little critters now that I had my own house and yard, and live out the rest of my life as a happy single career woman with no husband and no human children. But sometimes life throws you curves...
About two months later I fell in love, for the first and only time in my life (and at the age of 41 no less), with a man who is severely allergic to anything with fur. He turned out to be crazy enough to love me back, so I was lucky enough to be able to marry him about 6 months later, and that's how we became reptile people. I had met my first snake in one of my biology classes some years before that when I was in college the first time around, so I already had a pretty good idea that (contrary to popular belief) you can cuddle a reptile. It doesn't have to be warm and fuzzy. :love5:
Long ago and far away in another time and another place and another life, I considered trying to become a veterinarian, among other things. Back then it wasn't reptiles in particular, it was just animals in general. I got a bachelor's degree in biology, but in terms of a career, "B.S." was all it ever amounted to. The closest my employment situation ever came to my education was when I was a clerk at the department of health. I could have done that job without the college degree, but it did help because I was typing and entering lots of scientific data, and I knew what it meant and I knew how to spell it.
That was over 18 years ago and things are very different now. That summer I bought my first house and moved in with two cats, two ferrets, and a gerbil. Back then my plan for the rest of my life was to get a master's degree in environmental science, continue my career with the department of health, surround myself with furry little critters now that I had my own house and yard, and live out the rest of my life as a happy single career woman with no husband and no human children. But sometimes life throws you curves...
About two months later I fell in love, for the first and only time in my life (and at the age of 41 no less), with a man who is severely allergic to anything with fur. He turned out to be crazy enough to love me back, so I was lucky enough to be able to marry him about 6 months later, and that's how we became reptile people. I had met my first snake in one of my biology classes some years before that when I was in college the first time around, so I already had a pretty good idea that (contrary to popular belief) you can cuddle a reptile. It doesn't have to be warm and fuzzy. :love5: