Back in September, Drew and I went on our monthly trip to the Minnesota Zoo. They recently added a grizzly bear exhibit that we have fallen in love with. The bears’ pool is right up against the glass and even has salmon in it for them to catch. The three bears are active and playful, and seem to know just how stinking cute they are. As the exhibit was new, every stroller-wielding mom and video camera-toting dad were crammed against the glass. The kids all had these stunned expressions on their faces. As a bear swam towards the glass a few kids even teetered behind their parents’ legs, lest the 14-inch thick glass should give way. Drew and I have decided that watching the people at the zoo is nearly as entertaining as watching the animals.
We continued on the Northern Trail (the large outdoor loopof exhibits at the zoo) and viewed the usual animals. By the time we got to the stretch by the camels, the crowds had died down. Drew started talking about the necklace he had given me on my first birthday that we were together.
“You left it at my house.”
“I also left my earrings. The sparkly fake diamond ones,” I replied.
“Why don’t you get real diamonds?” he asked.
At this point I was ready to leave the camel exhibit and sassed back “that would be your job.”
I turned around and there he was on one knee holding out a tiny box.
“Caroline, will you marry me?”
I was shocked. I must have made some sort of response, but I have no clue what it was. He put the ring on my shaking finger. We kissed in public for the first time, multiple times. There wasn’t anyone around to take our picture, so we attempted a few on our own. The rest of the trip was a blur. Neither of us was paying attention to the animals or the people around us.
You wouldn’t think camels were romantic, but somehow Drew managed to make them just that.
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