Juma's pet snake, Sam the garter snake, died a few days ago. He was a good, quiet, non-stinky pet (until he died--pee-yuuu!). We "returned him to the earth" on Friday. Goodbye, Sam the Snake. We'll miss watching you eating rosy red minnows bigger than your head.

And as per our tradition, we got a another pet immediately. Now we have a house gecko named Leo. He lives in the same tank as Sam did, but fancied-up to fit a tropical lizard. (I told Juma that Leo means lion, but that only made him think the name was
more appropriate for a lizard. Who can fathom the mind of a six-year-old?)
I'm obviously really good at promising to post pictures and then not getting around to it, so maybe I won't even promise this time. I did at least
take a picture of the new lizard. I'm just too lazy to get the picture off my phone right now...