Ode to a Lizard
Sad news...we lost our small pet lizard last night. His name was "Joshuwa" (that's how Trenton, 7, spelled it). He was an anole, also called an American Chameleon. Turned green and brown depending on his mood. Trenton got him for a 5th birthday present so 2 1/2 years with us is pretty much a record. (We had 2 originally, but the other one bit the bark chips 2 months after he got here. Didn't know you couldn't have 2 males in one cage - ouch.)
We had a small "Scooping Him Out of the Cage" ceremony last night and will place him under a tree in the backyard on Friday when Tornado gets home. Until then he is being "cryogenically" dealt with (i.e. he's in the freezer). His custom casket (check box) features a bed of finest materials (cotton balls and Kleenex). His name is "inscribed' on his casket in decorative lettering (written in black Sharpie).
The kids have already decided their next victim..uh...I mean pet will be a turtle.
"Song for Joshy"
Our dear lizard pet, lime green and light brown.
Five bucks at PetSmart (the best deal in town).
You starved your herp roomie, but I guess that's just life.
Two males in a cage? (We should've gotten you a wife)
Crickets, meal worms & moths didn't stand a chance,
Especially when you took your "hungry lizard" stance.
Your skin, you shed it with great skill and finesse.
We kept them all in a Ziplock (the last one was the best!).
You hung from the glass like the Spidey of Herps.
You were the best, dude! All the others are twerps!
Though your cage sometimes stunk (blame the crickets, we will).
It was all worth the effort to watch you make the kill.
May you frolic in herp heaven in the tall swaying trees,
Leap from leaf limb to rock with the greatest of ease.
May your tail never detach, may your enemies be few,
May your crickets be free-range. We will truly miss you!
(and for all of those who say I have too much time on my hands, you are correct)