The beardy died today. He was just a baby! The Boy is crushed. We only had him for 3 weeks. He really didn’t eat much since we’d brought him home.
Much to my chagrin we’re getting a new one.
*My Arch Nemesis.
[editors note: even though I disliked the idea of a lizard living in my house I kind of liked him FROM A DISTANCE, behind glass. And, I would just like to state that I had NOTHING to do with his demise. Why, just last night I had lovingly prepared a tasty snack for him and the crickets. He’ll never know that every time I scratched Trixie’s ears I would whisper “you’re my favorite pet.” We’ll just keep that between us.]