“Oh… are you back?”
“So you left the country, heh? This is not fine by me!
Saw a lot of other lizards, hmm? Also, this is not fine…
oh… and equatorial sunshine time without me?
– Not cool.”
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Have a bit of a story:
I was dubbed “The Lizard Whisperer”
I proclaim I am not such because I can’t figure this crap out!
Am I over-pampering?
My lizards just decide one day to not be self-sufficient in the realm of self-sustaining!
They will not eat on their own. They desire to be hand fed.
Oh, how I have tried to spread before them, a medley, a feast!
I’ve laid out before them multiple dishes sometimes, with so many options, surely something would be eaten. Nope. Not happening.
I finger-shape food piles into a pyramid for easier biting ability… alas, my efforts to visually entice are in vain!
Copper, Murph’s Beardie sister, starved all day until I hand-fed her after work. Lil’ Murph here has taken it a step further, I now make him smoothies for the nutrients he requires AND HE WILL ONLY EAT FROM A DROPPER! Apparently food tastes better from my hand. IF ANYONE HAS RESOLVED SUCH AN ISSUE PLEASE 🙂 and PLEASE CONTACT US AT: lizardryordeath@gmail.com or the contact page herein. This is ridiculous!
Murph was having some potty issues for some time before my departure to a foreign land, he also wasn’t eating well. This made leaving worrisome. However, he was his normal ‘bouncing baby boy’ self. I felt I could somewhat relax (but with guilt) leaving his life in the trusted hands of others. I had 5 sets of eyeballs seeing to his care (some eyeballs saw monetary compensation, some saw my in-coming hugs and deepest appreciation). I dispersed many house keys! These understanding souls had a notebook page (front and back) full of instructions to refer to if needed. I took some folks around the house to show where Murph’s food, purified water, extra blankies, pillows, and, um, shall I say “bibs” (soft cloths he tolerates with which to clean food from his face) are located.
I showed them how to have him swim, discussed here: https://lizardplanet.com/2018/01/10/poo to encourage a poo & where his bath towels are. I had a “Poo Log” and recorded therein the recent month’s activities for them to continue so all parties knew what was going on & when/if they needed to be concerned & take action. I also left $ for fresh food.
I prepared a baby food, oil, calcium powder medley, discussed here: https://lizardplanet.com/2018/03/24/still-waiting of which his care-takers would administer as per my directions via a syringe. One special someone, um, turns out, gently force-fed (not recommended) thin apple slices and such. All is well, this wonderful soul, who hand-fed & loved Copper, introduced here: https://lizardplanet.com/2018/02/19/converting-the-masses-to-love-lizards-too was used to hand-feeding a pampered lizard due to Copper.
This is how it went down:
Departure day: So, after sleeping with Murph in my hands (not recommended, my maternal subconscious is highly attuned) and kissing (yep, don’t judge me, he’s cleaner than a cat or dog) him countless times, I laid him in his bed within his enclosure. I positioned his blankie to just over his eyelids, told him I love him and fought tears as I readied myself for the airport. The dog got a kiss too, just one on his nose. I do love the dog.
Home-coming: Murph is depressed. He is listless. A week away from return I was informed of his sad state. It was said the light was out of his life. After a few days of my waking him with kisses and his acclimating to life with Mommy around again, he began to perk up. We’ve had a lot of outside time together, He’s pooing more frequently!! Dang it about that eating thing, but I will feed him in this un-natural manner the rest of his life if that’s what I must do. Murph is all happy now. I think I am forgiven for taking that sort-of a vacation!

Here is a link to make smoothies for your lizard: https://www.beardeddragon.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=49&t=97107
I read this last night and loved the photos so much.
When my dogs were alive /i wrote a care guide for them for my husband who knew exactly what to do BUT just in case he forgot…I had to rite it all out incase of my tragic death (which never happened obviously) but I love that you wrote about how to care for your sweet baby and he has to be syringe fed!
Where did you go on your trip?
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It means a great deal to me you enjoyed the photos, for I spend much time downloading,uploading & choosing from different devices in attempts to reflect Murph’s essence! If I were a dog, I’d probably want you as a Mommy. I hope your husband took it all with a nod & a smile. I’m so glad you didn’t die : ) I really like you. Went to Playa Langosta, Costa Rica. Beautiful! Then I got e.coli…not beautiful! I may have aquired it in one of 2 states before leaving. Guess there was an outbreak in lettuce in the beginning of April, though I haven’t found anything mentioning those states. (?) Turns out I needed a log too so I could tell docs from Liberia & home at the hospital what hell befell me in paradise! I got to enjoy most of a few days. It was better than being home. I just missed Murph & a few people.
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I just saw this message oh no you got ecoli yuck! We had to only drink boiled water and cooked food. Nothing raw. We were told when we went that we could get sick easily so we would drink bottled water. We stayed on a ranch that prepared all the food in a way we would not get sick but were told to not eat anything away from the ranch that was not freshly cooked. No fruit or uncooked.
Yes I loved the photos!
My husband always says he wants to come back in another life as my dog!
How did they treat the ecoli. Are you better now?i bet you missed Murph on the trip.
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Yep, so yuck. I drank only bottled water but ate a lot of fruit & I couldn’t resist a certain juice. Better…3 days of a 750mg antibiotic was the fix. I went through Murph withdrawal & I couldn’t cuddle the wild ones, huge or teensy. Sigh. Your husband would take the whole ‘Men are dogs’ thing to a different level 🙂
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