We went to our friends' Housewarming party today, way, way out in Carmel Valley.
"Is this the wilderness?" asks Gio.
"Pretty much, " says Hubby.
"This is no place to live," says Gio.
"What do you mean, it's a great place to live!" says Hubby.
"Who wants to get killed by a bear," explains Gio.
"It's not a Cobra," says my BFF. "It's a King snake."
But after awhile my BFF, who's an AWESOME Veterinarian, gave up correcting him, "Sure, let's get the Cobra."
Gio has a way of wearing people down.
"Time to go," says Hubby.
"I don't want to go," says Vinny. "There's snakes, lizards, a swing, and darts!"
Though I kept my distance from any and all reptiles, it was a really fun day. Our friends have an awesome new house. The snakes seem to like it, too. And don't get me started on the Monitor Lizard, Floyd, a rescue, he was like a scaly, 10 pound, cuddly cat.
By the way, most of my BFF's reptiles are rescues. I am blessed with awesome friends.
4 comments:
Boys and reptiles just seem to go together :)
You reminded me of a story from when my son was younger so I decided to blog about it. Thanks for the inpiration (yes, I gave you credit) http://adayinthelifeofkat.blogspot.com/
wow its gorgeous out there!
Hehe. Great post Kat, but did I miss the post on why your ex is called Stinky? Seriously awesome.
Believe it or not, I didn't give him that nickname. Years ago, when he started playing softball, there were three guys with the same first name so they need to find a way to differentiate them easily. My ex got "Stinky" because, unfortunately, he has a reputation for.....well....certain gassy odours. The name kinda stuck LOL
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