“The nice humans made a salad for me!”
You mustn’t get the idea my mother would actually pet or try to pick up one of my lizards. No, precious! We don’t touch scary lizards!
But just about every day in the summer, she’d be out patrolling our multiflorabunda rose hedge with a jar in her hands, catching tasty insects for my lizards.
Love has many unexpected ways to show itself.
And of course Ma created really nice salads for my iguana. In fact, so did my wife and our neighbor. People just loved to feed him. But he was a mighty friendly animal.
It’s telling that people seem to automatically want to care for animals. Obviously, that’s part of our role in the overall scheme of things.
I remember when water beds were a thing. Of course I had one. One night my parents asked to try it out – I was floored they would be so adventurous. They said they liked it, but later when the bed sprung a leak and flooded the bedroom carpet, they lost any interest in getting one of their own.
They always spring a leak, don’t they?