….. a pet…. of the cold- blooded variety. Gotcha! Mr. Monkey and I knew it wouldn’t be too long before we were pestered, cajoled, whined, prodded, annoyed, begged, or never heard the last of can we get another pet speeches and arguments. And I must give the Monkey’s their due, they did mountains of research on many critters, cost analysis, short and long-range, they saved their money, counted their savings, pooled their savings and well…. we relented.
Welcome to the Clan Whimsical Nonsense.
Otherwise know as Whimsy the leopard gecko.
Kinda cute as lizards go, I guess he/she will grow on me. We do not know if it is a boy or a girl, one of the teens at the library gave me a few hints today, so I’ll see if I can teach it how to roll over tonight and see if I can identify the goods. Deep down I do have to admit though that I do prefer a pet that likes to snuggle, or will at least acknowledge my presence, wag a tail or something to that extent. Oh well, for the time being I will be content with the thought we have another mouth to feed that likes live insects, is nocturnal and is antisocial.