Noli Me Tangere

When it rains...

This space is looking so empty these days. Strange that I'm unable to actually produce a blog of substance when my life is so full of things to blog about. But the clouds of busyness will soon part, and then I will give you all something to read that, like everything I write, will be true, poignant, and utterly riveting. For now, all I have time for is a Manuel report:

Youthful Leopard geckos have sensitive GI systems, and sometimes certain substances, if ingested, can cause fatal "impaction". This is a herpetological term for constipation. The fatal kind.

So when Mannie wasn't looking his best, I assumed the worst about my reptilian friend, as he seemed sluggish and pale. Faded, even. What's worse is that he became emotionally unavailable. Our normal fiery discourse was gone; he stopped hissing at me entirely, which prompted me to complain through tears that "I don't even know you anymore." But then he started stripping down and it's hard to be mad at an undresser.

Within a few hours, he had eaten his skin. All of it. And he looked like a whole new Manuel.

Posted by aokie at April 20, 2006 09:51 PM