Good Photo—
I'm glad 'You give him a home...
He Looks -some like 'a Crocodile...
('Glad I didn't find— while looking for Cookies... ) in the Closet...
ME— he would ''' bite— AND Sting... over and over...
First— he stings me— my heart stops...
I fall -on my face... (BWAP !) -My Pacemaker...
- shooting SPARKS... Buzzing- loudly... ZAPPING me—
I jump up— he Stings me—(again) my heart stops...
I fall on my face— (BWAP!) . . . (again)













Sting you? Sheesh the poor little thing can't do any harm you silly guys! He don't bite, he don't sting, he just jumps into the water when I scare him, otherwise he spends most of his day laying on "his rock" being lazy waiting for me to add food.