Thanks robin and ashley...

Anyone that knows me knows that Olive is my number one girl, so this is *dare I say* a semi-emotional experience.

The snakes... not so much. She gives me dirty looks. She knows it is somehow my fault, but her tiny little reptilian brain is still processing the steps.

While Zoltan and Yvon are still patrolling... "come on dad... today? How's Olive... she ask about me?"

I have fears of some Maury Povich "who's my baby's daddy" episode may be looming. Yvon rushes over and messes up Zoltans Canary Yellow Zoot Suit. *GASP* Then Zoltan has to throw a chair, but not having any arms you may have to be content with just slithering past it.

*bittersweet I tell ya*

Bruce

PS: there is a theme developing... everytime I respond I am adding a banana... I think I deserve a banana carrot mamba.

Deb? Jo?... spare banana-carrot mamba?