Hello, Carpet Python! Hello, Mexican Beaded Lizard! Hello, Fly River Turtle! Get used to me, I ain’t leavin’ till the sun is a few hours lower. Unless Slash and Betty White kick me out themselves.
Monday, May 5, 2014
2014-05-05
Sure, it looked crazy to be going to the L.A. Zoo on an afternoon when the weather was pushing 95°, a lot of the residents were hiding in the shade, and most people were heading for the exit. But it was worth it, because for the first time in two years I finally had the shady coolness of the reptile house to myself.
Hello, Carpet Python! Hello, Mexican Beaded Lizard! Hello, Fly River Turtle! Get used to me, I ain’t leavin’ till the sun is a few hours lower. Unless Slash and Betty White kick me out themselves.
Hello, Carpet Python! Hello, Mexican Beaded Lizard! Hello, Fly River Turtle! Get used to me, I ain’t leavin’ till the sun is a few hours lower. Unless Slash and Betty White kick me out themselves.
