Maggie is on a mission. She’s been leaving notes around the house, like this:
Due to technical difficulties, I can’t flip the scan so you can read it easily. It reads: “I love Chinese water Dragons! Maggie will take care of it very well.”
She included an illustration. Hopefully it’s of a water dragon, and not a self-portrait. You can’t help but marvel at the intensity of her affection, the way a nine-year-old girl writes the word “love.”
Unfortunately, Chinese water dragons look like this . . .
. . . and supposedly need an enclosure, called a vivarium, that is, and I quote, “a min. of 6 ft long (side to side), 2-3 feet deep and 4-6 feet high to do it right.”
So it looks like we’re going to be having some hard conversations in the near future. Sigh.
I think every kid needs a reptile, myself.
This, from a guy with five cats.
And each of them gets a pet of their choice when they turn ten, and if one asked for a Chinese water dragon, he or she would get it. But they tend to go for the small birds and rodents…
I think it would make a nice friend for you during the day in your lonely office. You can be one of “those people” who walk around town with a reptile on your shoulder. Please, you never really had a good mascot….come on, the the Mets mascot???