This is Mr. Spike:
He’s my daughter Sierra’s bearded dragon. Last summer while sunning in the back yard, he got away and never came back. We searched high and low, but after days we assumed that someone, larger than he must have got a mouth full L Recently, my gardener called and informed us that he found Spike under our house, alive and kicking! This was, btw, 1 year later! I found it almost impossible that Spike survived a winter in Malibu (pet store insisted that he needed all the heat equipment for survival, $200 later). We also feed him crickets daily, shut off his lights each night, turned on the calcium light in the a.m., and bathed him once a week. Knowing that this little guy survived the cold, scrounged up whatever crawling insects he could find and lived in darkness for a year is amazing to me. I wondered if in fact he was really ours, but doubted that another desert dragon could ironically be on our property in Malibu. So he’s back!
Remember the story of Jake, how he got lost and was returned to us 1 year later? Read it here. It was so amazing that he made the front page of AOL and quickly became the most famous lab Malibu had seen. I have always been super lucky – knock on wood- to find lost things (money, even jewelry) but how in the world even animals find their way home is beyond me…
I promised Rain that if she slept in her own bed, she could have a kitten.
Then I thought it was unfair to Shaya soooo
Meet Willow, Tabby’s brother:
To say that there is a lot of action going on in my house is an understatement. It’s much more like a zoo! I won’t show you the fish, but you can imagine.
That makes my family 11!