“How Much Is That Murphy In The Window?”



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.


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.
part scorpion??
“This is my adventure-seeking face!”



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


“Somewhere Over The Rainbow…


Mommy might not prop me & mold me onto, beside, or into objects to indulge herself with giggles from my overwhelming cuteness!”

“Nope. This is not cool of you.”
“I’m outta here!”

[Giggle]  surfin’ Murph




Murph says there will be 6 extra weeks of winter.


Lizards are so precious!


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

BATS AND WOLVES AND LIZARDS, OH MY!! I Never Would Have Imagined…

20150906_224044That an oh-so-cute bat would magically & mysteriously appear in the living room!

My attempts at capture & release were futile…  “Ah-ha… I’ll call Dad! He’s ‘old-school’ and he lived in the country with a farm for a spell during his youth, he’ll know what to do!!”

*ring, ring…  “Pick up, please pick up!!”


    “DAD… CUTE, LITTLE BAT IN HOUSE! I’VE DONE THIS AND I’VE DONE THAT, WHAT DO I DO?!” Dad’s response: “Well babe, you may just have to whack him.”    “What?!!  That is not an option!! Thanks anyway Dad, I love you, call you later!”

    So what happened: Easily an hour into sealing off doorways, running around the room with various items with hopes of trapping it, climbing on ALL the furniture, cussing in frustration and smiling about this strange experience, I hear a, “Tappety tap tap” at the back door. My son unexpectedly paid a visit!

“Oh I am so so so happy you came by!!! Hey, wanna help me with a little something?!”

I ushered him to the living room to reveal my muddled predicament!!!

He said, “What??!!” “How!!??”   I said, “I have no idea!!”

It took four hands and two minds to accomplish this feat in battery (ha-ha)!!!

  At the location where success was achieved, my savior son held the curtain stretched & out where the bat was clinging to the reverse side. I then reached around the wall-facing side of the drape and enclosed our winged visitor in a box & slid a thin, flat, something between little batty & the curtain, thus scraping and releasing his clawed grip from the fabric!

     HOORAY!! Savior son swung open the door! We’re elated, feeling successful in our mission here! Little batty and I step onto the front porch. I turned my head & uncovered it expecting it to fly like a bat out of hell!! He or she just layed in the box looking at me, it was scared and too exhausted to move!! I couldn’t let this opportunity pass, regardless of the consequence. I slowly reached down, and gently stroked it repeatedly as I spoke softly!!! IT WAS AMAZING!! IT WAS THE SOFTEST FUR I’VE EVER TOUCHED!! This sweet, helpless bat let me stroke it a number of times before flying away, seemingly no longer frightened!

*One might think encircling a bat with an empty clothes hamper would be a great bat trap… no, it’s not! It’s too large, you’re fingers will slip inside the vent holes, and there’s nothing conveniently laying around large enough to seal the open end.

I Never Would Have Imagined…

That I would cordially meet, have my toes kissed by, and hug a Timber wolf!!!  


I Never Would Have Imagined…


that I’d see a monkey outside the door and feed fruit to wild beauties in Costa Rica!

I Never Would Have Imagined…

That I’d have 2 loving, handsome, and talented sons, such amazing parents, and more! I Never Would Have Imagined… we’d have squirrel friends that climb the window and door trim to look inside, or tap at the door for food, that the birds recognize my vehicle and our faces as friends and food suppliers!

I Never Would Have Imagined…  that I’d love a lizard so intensely, that losing her, my Copper, would leave me feeling hopelessly empty, that I’d experience loving pets such as an iguana, fish, a crawdad, numerous cats & dogs, two robins: Tweety I and Tweety II, a pigeon, a rabbit, a cricket, and now a finicky dog and another Bearded Dragon (whom you all now know as Lil’ Murph!!), both with bizarre eating habits and incredible personalities!


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