Every single one of us, whether its the clicking of a pen to obnoxious levels, popping every conceivable part on one's body, or people who can just eat ketchup packets. We don't know why we do these things, we just do. I even have one of my own: I can't help but touch animal's noses.
I'll let that sink in for a second so you can process that remark. I can't help but touch animal's noses.
Before you start to wonder, no, I wasn't abused by a child where my nose was fondled or anything like that. I couldn't tell you when this....fondness started occurring but I can tell you it started at an early age. There is old family movie where I'm listening to a Michael Jackson tape with my cat Frisky on my lap and in between my outbursts of singing (those of you who have seen this tape know what I'm talking about) I take a break to touch his nose.
The only rational explanation I can come up with to why I still do this to this day is because human noses aren't cold and wet. And if they were, I would have left all these animal's poor noses alone. But in all seriousness, touching a pig's snout was super satisfying although the pig was less than pleased.
-In Chad We Trust
ps- If I could line up every animal in the world and go down the line and touch every ones nose, I totally would.
