
When out and about with the Wilhelm, Brychwyn, Huxley, Amelia and Leo, I am fortunate to have the most interesting conversations with people. Most people will simply comment on the menagerie, others ask questions about the dogs breeds, how they all get along or training. Every once in a while I have an in depth discussion with someone about life with and love for pets. One such amazing conversation occurred last week and while discussing the deep bond formed with pets, the woman I was talking with mentioned how much she missed her bearded dragon. At first I though it was odd to discuss reptile care when a reptile is the one type of pet I did not have on my walk, but this neighbor knew I was simply a pet lover, regardless of species. She explained "I never thought I would be involved in reptile ownership. I mean, me, with reptile pets? But this bearded dragon was not being properly cared for and when the opportunity came for me to take it home, to help it, I knew that it needed me." The woman whimsically described the changes she witnessed in the personality of the lizard as it adjusted to a correctly sized enclosure, basking light, comfortable bedding, branches and a hide, carefully monitored temperature and humidity and a well rounded diet. "After a few months, as I was cleaning the enclosure, that bearded dragon suddenly climbed up my arm and just cuddled up on my shoulder. That became out routine every day for years. We really loved each other..." the woman's voice cracked slightly then faded. There was quiet while my welling tears subsided as well. Then I creaked out that I completely understood and commended her for the wonderful end of life she had given that pet.