Back in the late 80's I was working for the Forest Service seasonally and trapping/calling coyotes in the winter. One season we had a late start to winter and we kept working into November so I was trapping nights and working days.
Etta and I were just dating at the time and she went with me one night to check traps. I ended up with 11 coyotes that night. About midnight I was hanging the first one up to skin knowing I had to be at work in eight short hours. Etta was about to leave for her apartment but came out to the fur shed and told me, "if you'll show me how, I'll help you skin."
I proposed on the spot. Didn't figure I'd get a better offer. That was 26 years ago and we still like each other.
