I spent most of Friday and all of today watching my baby skink via webcam. It's awesome to see what they are up to when they think nobody's watching.
"YAWN. I grow tired of this scene."
Ping takes it upon himself to do some re-arranging of the furniture.
"WHEN YOU GET HOME," he channels to me, "I RE-ARRANGE YOUR FACE."
With the heavy lifting complete, he strikes a regal pose.
...and then takes a dive head-first into the substrate.
"Ping like rock. PING EAT ROCK."
At this point the neighbors must have cranked up the bass to induce a state of ROCKIN' OUT.








Those are great!