San Diego Zoo. What a day for the zoo. Not blistering hot, perfectly comfortable to roam around the habitats of life. From flamingos to grizzlies (were glad we saw them there, rather than at our campsite at Yellowstone). We saw pretty much EVERYTHING, a polar bear poop, a black jaguar pee (intimidating of em all), saggy elephant jewels, & we even saw the KING of cobras. (Cobra, you will always be our real king). Cobra (Kyle) meets king cobra up close. They had a moment, they both shed. Kyle, a tear, King Cobra, his skin. Together at last. It is a 6 hr walk to see the entire zoo, half way through we opted to hop on the tour bus. The cooperataive, Billy & Cobra was asked a handful of times to buddy up to make room for more zoo ‘ers like ourselves. But of course, BOYS WILL BE BOYS…and instead failed to listen to the lady in charge, & Billy spurted out “How many women presidents”? …Finally after they ran out of jokes… together at last they were, seat by seat. Will they ever grow up?
forever young, tric.x0
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