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.
