“My Mom Is Whack” (and other complaints to the crocodile)

Every day Waylon spends some quality time with his animal friends; talking, laughing, catching up on politics and the latest trends in poop.

Today he was especially chatty, though it sounded a bit like complaining to me. Possibly it had something to do with the fact that I made him watch Little Women last night with a bunch of girls, but who knows. It’s all Greek to me.

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