I always celebrate the holidays with buying my bearded dragon lizard gifts, my Mom gifts, and myself gifts. I spend a little time wrapping each gift and putting them under a tree.
This year is different as circumstances became difficult for me. This year, I'm not celebrating my holidays the way I always celebrated in past with buying my pets and my Mom gifts.
The reason why I decided not to do gift giving is because it's expensive and I don't have the funds to give gifts out to my bearded dragon lizard or even my Mom. I always love giving the gift of soap, slippers, clothing, lotions, and boots for us, and Myah's personal soaps and other essential items that are for bearded dragon lizards.
The year 2018 has been a very difficult year for us. We were faced with so many issues, it would turn your world upside down. We had been displaced twice from our home from a tree limb. Our car had issues with the water pump, engine coil packs, belts, alternator problems, and battery problems. My bearded dragon lizard had the worst case of giardia from all the stress of moving from our house, going into hotel rooms, and nearly dying from it. The tree with the limbs that was hitting our house has finally died and no one will cut this tree or even touch it.
I'm hopeful that next year will be better and maybe I can give gifts to my Mom, my bearded dragon lizard, and myself next year. I never really buy material things. I buy the things we need, despite our wants.
The holidays aren't about what's under the tree. It's not about material things. All material things break. All material things are just things that are unimportant. The people you surround yourself is more important.
The holidays are about traditions, family, and friends. Material things should not be the things that make you, you. After all, material things are just things that give temporary happiness. They will break in time and then you're back to square one.
Bearded dragons love soft things.
There's a reason why they're called "dogs of the reptile kingdom." This is my four-year-old beardie, Myah (Boy). He is such a sweetheart and loves to have soft toys and soft hammocks. I have sewn hammocks by hand, medium pillows, and have numerous stuffed toys on hand for him. This boy is happily spoiled and enjoys his holidays.
He loves to pose under the tree, pose with the tree and enjoys the colors. Every year, he has posed with the tree with all the decorations. He has his own mitten stocking and snowman ornament.
Did I mention that he has his own saucer chair? He does and he uses it to bask under his UVB. This boy is smart as a whip. If he glimpses you going upstairs for his feeders, he'll watch you from his saucer chair.
He even has his own bed and blankets.
Then there's this silly picture of him playing hide and seek. He will bury himself under his paper towels. He loves all manner of art so he has to have something to look at during his day. He also loves his cupcake pillow. He will lay on it, holding it, all the while relaxing under his UVB. Myah also has a lovey bunny blanket, too. The bunny lovey blanket is pink and white. He loves bright pink colors.
I have showered him with many gifts and it took me months to replace his favorite blue bear. He had a bear he loved so much that one day, I noticed it stunk like mold. Unfortunately, I couldn't get the smell out and had to throw it out. I had to search for a bear that was the same color. It was a baby blue bear from Gund. He despised all other bear replacements by giving the revenge of a thousand bearded dragons. The ultimate revenge was telling me what he really thought of it.
Now he's happy with his new baby blue bear and spends the majority of his time lying on it, watching his favorite shows and movies. He also has a dolphin toy that he likes as well.
"Which one of these gifts are mine, Mom?" Myah looks for his gifts under the white tree. "I see Santa's Sleigh over there!" No fooling this sweetheart, now is there? Not at all. He knows his gifts are here and there.
About the Creator
Tracy Lawson
Hello everyone. I'm a science fiction, fantasy, horror, real life author. I enjoy writing poetry as well in my spare time. I'm happy to share my stories on here with the hopes of getting out there.
Keep reading
More stories from Tracy Lawson and writers in Petlife and other communities.
Jeffrey's Story
I once had a gerbil named Jeffrey and we all called him Jeffy. He was an albino gerbil who had the run of the house. You couldn't help but love the little guy because he was so fun to have around. He was a sweet boy. Smart and I mean smart. He was so smart that he knew how to get out of his tank and leave it. I've awoken to hearing him run around his tank in the middle of the night and climbing up on his water bottle, trying to get out. This goofy boy knew how to squeeze himself out and didn't care if the height of the tank was far off the ground. He'd make to the floor and run around as if he owned the house. You would think a gerbil wouldn't be so smart, but they are. They are capable of learning quickly, especially when you're not home to stop them from leaving the tank. Jeffy decided that during the day when everyone was away, he'd climb out of his tank and go exploring around the house. At which time, Dollie, the only dog we had at the time, followed him into the master bedroom. He hid in the closest and Dollie lay there, watching him. This little sweetheart waited until someone came and got him. When my Mom and Dad came home, they weren't sure what was in the closet because of Dollie. So they opened the closest door and to their surprise was the silly gerbil, standing on his hind legs, looking at them. Apparently, Jeffy had braved through the house, all the while, keeping Dollie on her toes? Who knows? He was all right. But he sure loved to tell his "mate" Peanut all about his adventure to her. Jeffy was so bright that he would actually be the only gerbil allowed free roam. If he got himself under the washer or dryer, he'd come out for peanut butter. He always had to have peanut butter as a treat! He loved it. Jeffy was a great father and Peanut was a great mother. I went to breeding gerbils for the local pet store in exchange for food, bedding, toys, and sometimes, they'd give me money. The babies were handled daily so they were always hand-trained and used to people. I even babysat Peanut's litter while she got free time from them. She would often check on them, then run around. They'd always fall asleep in my hands. So, they were used to my scent and warmth. It was something nice. The downside with Peanut was? She bit me all the time. Jeffy lived longer than any gerbil around. He lived for six to seven years and Peanut lived for five years. They were given a lot of enrichment, love, and food blocks, seeds, and yogurt treats. Even wood blocks to chew on for their teeth since they grow. You won't find another couple of cute gerbils like Jeffy and Peanut.
By Tracy Lawson5 years ago in Petlife
What Are The World's Most Expensive Dogs?
Certainly, dogs are man's best friend, and we can't imagine a world without them as our furry companions. In the U.S. AKC (American Kennel Club) lists 190 recognized dog breeds, whereas the FCI (Fédération Cynologique Internationale) lists 360 recognized breeds. As a result, there are a wide variety of dogs available on the market. Many dogs come from areas you wouldn’t expect. Did you know that the Shih Tzu originates from Tibet? In contrast, Labradors are native to Newfoundland. Despite the fact that we love all dog breeds, have you ever considered which breeds are considered to be the most valuable? Some of the dogs on this list may surprise you...
By Kaly Johnesabout 13 hours ago in Petlife
You're Nobody Until You've Been Ignored By A Cat
Introduction I am currently reading the excellent "The Pie At Night" by Stuart Maconie and he mentions that he has a homemade fridge magnet that he bought from a craft fair somewhere in Lakeland that has a wooden cat with googly eyes that states "You're Nobody Until You've Been Ignored By A Cat" and that is something that happens to me very often, so it would imply that I am not Nobody.
By Mike Singleton - Mikeydred5 days ago in Petlife
How the Harvest Mouse Came to Suisun Bay
A long, long time ago there was a family of harvest mice. Mice are common, but these were unique – born to those who had lived in the salty, marshy bay for many generations, these mice ate and drank from the sea as well as the land and rivers. For generations, there were only the southern families, scattered along the marshes of Corte Madera and in the San Francisco Bay (U.S. Fish & Wildlife, 2013). One family, however, would undergo strife and conflict before reaching a whole new world. What became of them after is another tale entirely – but this is how their story begins.
By Taylor Inman3 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.