the other stuff i would say if it wasn’t gauche to post twice in one day

I just want to tell you that Bumbo and Dando were at the Vivarium with us today. And they were wearing hats.

Jonah was talking about them while one of the employees (the place seems to have almost as many employees as reptiles) was cleaning out a cage/lair/glasscontainerthingy. Somehow, said employee/tattooedguy/interestingperson joined our conversation.

Maybe they’re imaginary friends?

Could be, I said. We think they might speak Spanish because yesterday, Dando was playing with Tito.

The guy laughs.

Dando, playwiph TiTOE! says Jonah.

The guy says he had three imaginary friends when he was a kid, only the thing was, they were actually people who had once lived.

That’s really hard to explain to your parents when you’re a little kid, he says.

I get that, I tell him.

And I totally believe him. The Vivarium is one of those places in the world where stuff like that just makes sense. That, and sharing your home with 12 ft bazillion pound man-eating snakes.

We bought yet another 38-cent (after tax) itsy bitsy rubber red-eyed tree frog which, one hour later, I yet again realized was lost. Jonah doesn’t seem traumatized by the disappearance of his frogs at all. At this point, I figure that’s the fee we pay for admission, and I guess he figures tiny rubber frogs are an endlessly renewable resource.