The Edwardsons went on vacation this week and asked if we could babysit their "pet." If they would have asked me, I would have said "no." But of course, they asked Kari and she is too nice, even though she knows my feelings about reptiles. Well, "Beardie" shows up and has a new home on top of our piano...Now our living room is decorated in what I like to call Kari-style/trailer-trash. Reptiles are always the "pets" that I see in the trailers when the police invade and arrest the "bad boys" on the Cops episodes that I'm addicted to. No offense Edwardsons...He looks good in your home, I'm sure! So, he makes me ill whenever I walk by him and I have fears that he is going to escape in the night and nibble on my toes or sit on my chest or something. Ugh! Michelle, Don't tell Jacob that I said such things. Just let him know that "Beardie" is doing well...Tell him that I put his little leash on and take him for daily walks. Having a "pet" like this is very rewarding. At least I'm sure it is for someone else...Not for me!