I think she was about eight years old. She hadn't been eating well for awhile, I started force feeding her a couple weeks ago, mashed up bananas with lizard vitamin powder, a little wet cat food gravy...beardies like variety. Hard to tell if it helped or hurt though. We found she had perished sometime during the night before yesterday. I buried her near the fish graveyard in our back yard at work (we have a little ceramic tile fountain / pond back there, some fish survive and some not so much.
Hard to see her terrarrium so dark in the daytime. She was a still presence much of the time but she definitely had presence. She travelled from SF to Sacramento to Davis to Chico. Not much of a life for a critter meant to live in the outback. She got into football though, when we'd have a game on she would often be looking out at the TV. Tempting to shout out the score for her.
We'll miss our spiny friend.
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May she wander through the sandy crags in heaven and happily slurp up divine meal worms. RIP Lizardora.
Rest in peace Lizardora...
Hopefully I will meet Lizardora in heaven someday and she will not still be holding a grudge against me for my lizard comments. Also, are meal worms in heaven real meal worms? Or are they made up of some kind of heavenly sythentic material that is equally as tasty?
Melamine??
I think we can rule out melamine, fortunately, since the cats appear to be fine and I heard no reports of melamine-tainted mealworms.
Hey sythentic--that's a new word! Maybe it's a cross between scythe and authentic.
Who knows what an upgrade Lizadora may have made from this life to another because she was loved? I have never wondered about that before, but reading about L, I mulled it over. I think it must make a difference. And I'm quite sure it made a difference in her quality of life while she was with you. Maybe not anything you could measure with a scanner, but perceived by her somehow nonetheless. In any case, RIP Lizardora.
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