My brother has a pet crow. Her name is Marie. Neither one of them reads my blog, so I feel I can speak frankly here.
I love my brother to death and think he is quite the catch...but I can't help but wonder if his pet crow is hindering his dating options. A few months ago, I gently tried telling him that the pet crow may be good info to share on a third, or even tenth date...but he protested stating, "having a pet crow is EXACTLY the kind of thing you should tell a girl on the first date".
To be fair to my brother, he has no problem meeting women. He is funny and talented and outgoing and talks to everyone. He is also an art professor at a small college, and tends to meet only women under 22.
I've told a few of my friends about him. Not necessarily trying to fix him up or anything, but the responses have been so varied and interesting. From Sidney, "what's up with the crustation obsession" (another story), and from Jean, "A pet crow? That's wonderful".
It got me thinking about dating and what sortof of deal breakers we have set in our minds before even meeting a person. For example, I would never date a man who wore capri pants. Or who used a lot of hair product. Or who made me kill my own spiders. But what if this stylish arachnophobic was the man of my dreams? Do I need to rethink my deal breakers?