I needed to get the ring resized so I’d taken it off with wife’s and crisco’s help. She was taking it to the jeweler and to keep it in mind was wearing it on her thumb which was the tightest fit of any of her fingers
In the interim we went to the zoo with grandkids. At one point nature called. Afterwards, turning around and standing over the stool, she flushed. At the same moment, the ring fell off her thumb and bounced into the bowl. She grabbed but the flush was faster.
This is the story I was told. Not being transgendered, I wasn’t there to witness. :>)
Thousands of years from now an archeological researcher, finding a mixture of animal product and human will puzzle out the presence of a golden band among those deposits.
The only real conclusion: a fecal cult was sacrificing and offering to animal deities.
Thanks, that's nothing like the storyline I imagined. :^D