Blog Post #9 (A True Tale)
|Brad’s dog, Kona, posing in El Dorado Canyon, Colorado|
|Another picture of Kona in El Dorado Canyon
(Imagine how many pictures he might have taken if he owned a digital camera at that time)
|Garden where the lizards and T.L.W. often meet|
One day he told me he was going to ride his bike to the new sporting goods store around the corner. He’s an umpire, so I thought he might check out the baseball gear. After he got home, a new little white plastic container appeared, first on the dryer in the garage, and later in the fridge. “What’s that?” Nothing. Later, I reached for a tub of margarine from the fridge. “Not margarine. Mealworms!” I’m onto him now! He’s been purchasing mealyworms to feed the lizards! The small white container the store provided must not have been large enough, so the mealworms graduated to a roomier margarine tub, and to an air conditioned place in the fridge. (This was either for Brad’s convenience, or for the comfort of the mealworms. Not sure which.)
|What I found in the fridge|
|Brad tempting lizards with plump, juicy mealworms.
You can see them coming out from behind the shed (upper middle of picture).
|Western Fence Lizard (or Spiny Lizard)
|The Lizard Whisperer
(Had a picture of him on the white horse; missed the sunset)
*See blog post #7 “For the Birds”