My sweet lizard love Orangelina has gone to the great Lurk in the sky. She died of natural causes, at a ripe old age of something like 7, leaving generations of progeny behind to entertain and beguile us.
She spent her last day sitting on the grass mat between the Lurk and the pool, soaking up the sun, the moment. I was home with a sore back, and so happened to be around for the whole cycle, and spent that last time with her, making sure no one bothered her.
It’s wonderful and dreadful to fall in love. And so hard to say goodbye.
It was just fabulous knowing you, gorgeous. I loved every minute of you.
Fair worms and following ants.