About my last blog

hey! We are back in Zambia, and I have to admit I am glad to be back! Seriously, though, it is nothing personal! There are some downer things about Zambia, though. And one of them are snakes. Black Mamba's, Cobras, all those. You know, I think our black mamba buddy there was really missing freaking us out every once and a while, you know, he couldn't, because we were gone. He was so glad we were back, he got a little cocky and came up and waited on the front porch for one of us to come out so he could say welcome back, and then see us scream and run away. Unfortunately for him, though, dad knew what to do when he saw him out there at 3:00 in the morning(jet-lag, ughhhhh). Dad grabbed the nearest thing to him and jammed that on top of black mamba buddy. And the nearest thing to him was a rubber maid plastic container! Well, get what you get, and don't have a fit!

P.S. When our guard got here in the morning, he(black mamba) was executed for his horrible crimes.