[Penelope_Grey]

Or "Liz" for short. Short as in, Lizard not the most original name I know. My pet Iguana has finally died, as of yesterday. She was 21 years old. I had her from age 10, and I loved her very much. She was more than just a pet, she was my best friend, I used to tell her everything and I always felt better for giving her a cuddle, and I know she felt better for having received a cuddle, well you know... me being warm and her being cold blooded. But even so, it was a win/win situation wasn't it?

She had a few battle scars on her where next doors cat attacked her, but she fended him off, I can remember her biting and whipping him with her tail. She was a real fighter, and I miss her terribly. I know it sounds daft because you don't think of a Lizard as being the sort of pet that can be attatched to you, but I have cried buckets and that is because I know she knew me even if only instinctively, she still knew me and responded to me. And I'm typing this and I can feel myself filling up again. Its wicked and cruel.

I have felt really awful all day today, I suppose I feel better for getting this out of my system. I suppose I got so used to having her about you don't really expect them to die do you? Its like, they should live forever. But they don't.