Murph Is Basking In The Sun

Lil’ Murph is catching the last bit of sun that shines through the south-facing door.

I’m working at the table here. We are inside rather than out because the bugs found me earlier. All the bugs. Particularly tiny, and I mean itsy bitsy insects, which I think are “Pirate Bugs (uncompassionate punks)” were the most relentless as I attempted to sit with Murph on the deck!! They would not let me be. They ran me in! We were “City folk and lizard.” Man, everything bites out here! The flies bite! I was never bitten by a fly from whence I came!! 😄

And, and, I have a spider bite on my upper cheek that may very well scar! I’m so glad the worst that happens to Murph is an ant walking on him, which he feels upon his scales, by the way, or a fly lands on him without biting.

Well, this is the “Thanks’” I get. When those biting bastards land on me, I blow them off, literally. I don’t whack them and kill them as I occasionally feel like doing. I try very hard to not kill the innocent. Those multi-legged $&%! cannot help what they are or what they do.

Anyway, during my typing, Murph tired of his sunspot. Here he is now…

I still feel phantom bites!

“Give me Lizardry or give me Death! – Dawn Renée