Lenny the Bearded Dragon

     I haven't posted in a while and I figured it would be time to give you an update from the random things that happen in my life. The other day my boyfriend Kyle and I were out-and-about driving around the wonderful town of the Southern Indianapolis area. Kyle points out a local pet store and comes up with the brilliant idea to go inside and look around. I warned him that if I went inside that store, I would come out with some sort of creature. Well sure enough that was what happened.

     We go inside and start looking around and we spot the reptiles. I used to be terrified of such creatures, especially since the last time I held a lizard I threw it out of fear. The bearded dragons caught both Kyle and I's eyes. One of the employees asked if we wanted to hold one. Of course I resisted at first, but told Kyle to hold it. And then it happened: I asked to hold the bearded dragon. I knew I was in trouble when I named it as soon as it touched my hand. It was one of the cutest things I had ever seen. It just sat there holding my finger so relaxed. There was no going back at that point. So, three trips to the pet store and $200 later, I had myself a bearded dragon named Lenny. I get him out just about every day and he just sits on my shoulder without a care in the world. Luckily, Garth (the famous cat) is more interested in the crickets I feed Lenny rather than Lenny himself.

    And so goes the tale of how I ended up with a bearded dragon.