I tend to think of things from a year earlier all the time. A year ago I was in Tunisia. We went to the zoo and I fell in love with the Fennecs.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fennec Those motherfuckers were cuter than anything I'd ever seen. Anyway, our awesome chauffeur told Sabry that he knew where I could get one to take back to France. This caused some excitement, and disquiet. I didn't think I could keep an animal in Paris, my ability to take care of and feed myself being largely in question. But I decided to commit and told him to buy one for me. It turned out the place that usually had some was sold out at that time, so I couldn't get one. I later found out it's totally illegal to own Fennecs in Tunisia, and even more illegal to take animals from Tunisia into France, especially exotics. Anyway, long story short, I almost had the cutest fucking thing ever, but I don't.