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“How Much Is That Murphy In The Window?”

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On more than one occasion, I have been offered cash for my lizard!! Lil’ Murph is not for sale!! He is not just gorgeous to look at, he is my friend! I’ll even bump it up a notch to liken him to my reptilian child.
Those that have seen the strange woman walking a dog and lizard may think she is just trying to get attention…. NO, my lizard should be able to experience walks under the sun as any creature & I simply do not care what the “civilization” thinks.
If they think my lizard is cool… well, that’s cool. If they choose to think I am strange, they can just…       go about their business as usual.
My lizard so enjoys to be walked!! He rests at my shoulder peacefully – UNTIL it’s time to go home – this boy knows the entire backyard area! It’s tricky work, especially at times like one particular day, when the dog was ready to go home and the mild adventure-seeking, free-spirited lizard was not.

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Picture this a moment: Now, we’re in the old ally by the house, there is minimal traffic here at any time of the day or night. The dog’s leash is stretched in the homeward direction (I think the sweet boy gets dumber as our long, hot walks progress). He is ready for water & rest.

 

And so anyway… as I mentioned, Murph knows his backyard. He wants to walk more! Here is when peaceful observance of his world morphs (or Murph’s) into sheer rebellion!!      So what does he do?
He crawls down my body and heads the opposite direction of home, with his harness outstretched the other way of the dog’s…
Okay, Murph is plotting his path to descent in the desire to walk around on the Earth, so I decide now is the time, a safe distance from intersections, that I let him down & fix a wee issue. I take my shoe off because something got in it and has been annoying me. Well, the gravel is burning hot so  I hopped to the little strip of grass to address this problem.
I have to throw down the dog’s poo bags, immobilize the dog and the little rebel, tap stated shoe upside down, while seeing to it I dropped not the house key and what-not I took along on our journey (2 more hands would be beneficial at such a time).
As luck would have it, now is when a minivan chooses to navigate itself into the mess and in my way. I had to make the lady driver wait as I collected all obstacles from the path.           It happened thusly:
STEP 1) Immediately grab Murph & place him on my shoulder.
STEP 2) Retrace my hops back to the gravel to get poo bags & shoe.
STEP 3) Toss stated items to that grassy strip.
STEP 4) Look up while politely raising my finger to suggest “Please, give me a moment” and give a humbled grin.
STEP 5) Make way back to grass.
STEP 6) Secure Murph with one hand & not trip on the leash of his harness dangling before me.
STEP 7) Walk toward the dog as I reel him in with the retractable leash, I take a few steps forward and reel him back (& repeat a few times) toward myself, Murph, poo & that shoe.
STEP 8) Contemplate the peculiarity of such moments in my life as I amass what was scattered.

Did she smile at the unexpected, mildly comical scene of woe for me? Nope, nothing. I smiled, I waved, I said I was sorry. I think she avoided eye contact. So okay woman, you miserable soul, I retract my apology. I’m not sorry!
Oh well.
 There I stand, feeling like a character in Dr. Seuss book:
My shoe is off,  my foot is hot, I have a lizard I like to hold…  & so on.
And finally,
STEP 9) Travel the short distance home with everyone & everything while shaking my head about the odd situations in which I often find myself.
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“This is my adventure-seeking face!”

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20180221_113442“Give me Lizardry or give me Death!” – ♥ Dawn Renee

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“Mom Says We’re Moving, What is Vastu & Why Is It So Messed Up In Here?”

If you could see Lil’ Murph eyeballing the mountains of boxes, you’d agree he is thinking, in his way,  “What uh, what’s going on? This is all about to affect me & our lives here isn’t it?”

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What you see here are boxes, clutter that’s making me crazy, and 2 exhausted darlings. Amidst the chaos, is a lizard covered with a tank top while resting his chin on his beloved 1960’s-ish chair, an oblivious dog is tired from being lazy all day (except for the walk he, Murph & I had), and I after a busy day, am brushing up on a decorating/designing book, because, well, why not? Yep, that’s life, currently.

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“No, Mommy does not make a habit of burning a candle around me. She’s only momentarily being ridiculous. I might be concerned in what she’s reading because she already has a seeming addiction to accent lighting & decorating. See?’

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“Mommy was a professional painter for many years & thought her wall paper stripping days were done. Our new home will be better, but needs a lot of interior, aesthetic changes. I’m tired from just thinking about watching her work.”

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“Mommy is outside with me as much as possible before she gets busy again.”
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“Brother Dog has no clue.”

We will painfully miss very special Squirrels, Starlings, the little Hoppities, as I call them, small birds that only hop, a particular Robin & George, the spider that is a long-time resident at the back door’s corner, following him are the newer neighbors: Penthouse George & 1st floor George.

These animals know me. They know my car, they know my voice, & they know we’re friends. It is painful to leave them. I want to leave a note for the new residents about whom likes what to eat & how they will know they’re  being serenaded to come outdoors with food.

Also, there are a few trees and plants very dear to me. One tree near the house has neat, visible roots. It seems magical.

Our new home has lovely plants around it. Another thing, it has high quality windows with a transferred  warranty, but there’s a problem. They’re too high from the floor. Murph’s enclosure, even upon it’s stand, will not reach the sun and breeze. There is a lovely glass-sliding door that will fix this temporarily until a wall portion gets knocked out and rebuilt with a proper window for my Murph. We will miss much about what has been home for so long. I hope we will all be happy where we’re going. I wish our trees, some people and our critter friends could go too.

 

“Give me Lizardry or give me Death!” – Dawn Renee♥

 

 

Behavior

I’m Not In The Mood…

“I’m not in the mood for love.”

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Huh… I’m thinking i don’t like this.

“Head up with this look in my cute little eye means I’m thinking I’m going to get out of this situation of cuddledom!”

 

“Head down in this pose means I’m plotting my escape.”

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“What’s that Mommy, you say you want to move me?”

“How about a game of wills!”

“I win!”

 

“I’m not in the mood to leave the outside here.”

“Mommy, I love you, I’m heading the opposite direction of you now!”

 

“I’m not in the mood…

…for the brother Dog thing.”

“If I close my eyes, will he go away?”

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Is he still there?

 

“I’m not in the mood to – as you say, “wakey uppy”.

 

“I’m not in the mood to do this “go to beddy-bye” concept you have!

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“Okay…  maybe I am… only a little bit.”

 

“Give me lizardry or give me Death!” – Dawn Renee♥