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Jason’s blog posted
On January 16th, 2011
At 1:42 PM
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Lizards. The favorite snack of my cat. I’m tempted to upload a video of him eating all but the tiny toxic bit, what I make up must be a lizard large intestine. It’s anything but large – these lizards aren’t dinosaurs, they’re the garden variety. 6, 8 inches max.
The January weather has come back around to the way I love it so in San Diego. Our equivalent to winter is wetness and that seems to have all dried up. Warmth becomes us and the lizards emerge to the concrete surfaces, lifting their heads high, gazing directly into the blinding glow of their sun God.
The lizard scene on my patio would probably look like the buffet variety at The Souplantation to my cat, but he is no where to be found. The lizards are smug if not smiling.
In early December, my feline friend who goes by the single syllable name of Holmes (which I read later is not a wise choice in naming a pet - Grouping two syllables like Rover or Peanut is easier for an animal to distinguish when they are called or spoken to, especially between other commands we...
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