Let's play catch up: 2010

So, unfortunately, my human-pet didn't think about starting my own blog when she first brought me home. But now that i'm large enough to lay on top of 2/3rds of her computer's keyboard (to the point where she can't type), she finally got the gist. So, here I am.

Here's the first pic my pet bothered to take of me. Since a lot of you consider us Bearded Dragons somewhat exotic (or even mystical), I want to share my journey to becoming a large ferocious dragon, that all humans should be wary of. My human-pet calls me "the silliest, lazy dragon she's ever seen", but that's just because I'm so tired during the day from trying to conquer the house at night (when she thinks i'm asleep--right?). I've got a lot to contend with here. There's a little conure-parrot who's invaded my pet's knee and thinks its her personal sleep-area--and let's not get me started on the macaw. Let's just say that some day I'll be big enough to put his feathers on end.

Anyways, so let's play catch up, since I am now ten months old. I've already grown a lot since I adopted my human-pet last November. All the pics on this post are from Nov-Dec, shortly after I got home. I was still pretty tiny back then, even compared to now. The day I came home, I could fit into one of those containers that they serve a side-dish of ranch in (that's what they sent me home in--complete with funky lid!)

I grew a bit longer in December. My favorite places to hang back then were on my pet's computer (dude, it was warm. I'm super cold-blooded and it kept my growing belly nice and cozy!). I also liked to hang out on the nifty grape-vine branches that my pet gathered for me. My legs may have been tiny, but I could still hang by just my front claws all night long (because I'm buff like that). And other times I could stretch between two places and just hang like a hammock. Easy peasy for a cool dragon like me.

People like to recon that I'm part "sandfire" dragon, which sounds pretty cool to me. I can deal with Fire. They say it's because of my rather colorful scales. (I've got everything from dark browns and grays, to creamy yellow and oranges.)

So, there you have it. The first couple months of my life here was filled with sleeping and eating. My favorites at the time were those tiny crickets, although the sneaky things were a bit too fast for my young hunting skills and I often slammed my nose into things. (I prefer to think of those moments as giving them all a head start.) Nevertheless, I'm a professional now--not that it matters--I now prefer my nice moist veggi-greens the most anyway.

Okay! Next time we'll move on to 2011



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