Stingrays are lovely. So gentle. So docile. You stroke their backs, and they inch closer. And then they scoop up onto the surface to touch you. Touch you.
I love those little devils. I got to pet some, along with sharks.
The sharks made me feel a little edgy, on account of how they'd swoop in and out of grasp unexpectedly. It would drive you to think they were plotting something.
Against you.
Gahh!
Scary.
So, after that shark-stroking and sting-ray-petting, I took some pictures.
And my mom took some too.
And all the fish were very attracted to me.
They're practically checking me out in this image.
Right?
Oh, Psychics.New season of Psych this October.
Omnom.
I'm excited.
