Yep, he’s already pissed!
I left the state. I didn’t tell Murph, I kissed him a bunch, had him in my car with me, I woke him early to hang out with me while I did make-up and dishes. Yeah, he knew something was up. The photo above was sent by one of his care-takers – Day 1. “Where’s my Mommy?” When I’m home & Murph’s life is balanced with me + activity + baby talk, he is content and peers out his window when he’s in his abode. That he is facing in such a way to see the living room from his cage door…. Uh oh! This is how Murph should look:Those of you who know Lil’ Murph are aware of his despair when I am away…and the lingering side effects of Mom absenteeism. I returned to our country in April after being away 14 days….he still requires hand-feedings. It took weeks of cuddles & outside time together to get him cheery & pooing with any decent frequency. I’m no pro, but I think this is not normal lizard behavior. I am not a normal human, reckon we’re a matching pair. My last sweet lizard girl also required hand feeding. Do they love me a whole bunch? Does food taste better from family hands? SighA normal person may say, “Aww, that extra chin skin is a little cute. Maybe, um, possibly. It could happen. I however, tell it to Murph thusly, “Him’s got the cutest chin poof, Yes him does!” spoken through a pucker because my instinct is to smooch the poof. Pleases don’t judge me.
….and the answer to the question in this photo: I’m partially home with my Murph, stressing the following: He’s not getting adequate cuddles or kisses he needs to strive (“Will you give my lizard kisses?” is not a commonly executed favor). Is he receiving care to the extent of pamperdom…and Oh my, is he mad? Sad? How long will be the redeeming of my absence of a few days? I’m soorrry! I’d take you with me if I could. I spoke to Murph via speaker phone. Oh yes, I did that.“Yippy, I have Mommy again & she has me!”“After lunch and lovin’ Mommy filled my water dish. I don’t drink from it because I get the water I need from smoothies. Rather, this is what I do with my water.”Murph, you’re wicking water.
3 hours & 4 different water-enjoyment poses later, the water had eventually wicked out. It is time for dinner.Yeah, that’s his bib and smoothie syringe to the side. He knows what time it is when i place his cloths under his chin to catch excess smoothie.AAh, Mommy + full belly = contentment. So happy together
With my cute wittle toungue, toofers & lippies, I bid thee farewell
“Give me Lizardry or give me Death!” – Dawn Renee♥