The past few months have been a haze, slipping in and out of sleep constantly and only getting up for some food. I think I've gotten bigger, my home is looking a bit smaller. I crawl to the clear wall, looking out and around at my human sleeping, having left the talking box on the solid wall on. I yawn, stretching my body flat and soaking in the warmth and sun filtering through the room. I eat a hidden cricket under the log, then curl back up for sleep.
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Diary of a Bearded Dragon
HumorThe life of a Bearded Dragon is somewhat simple, at least in a human's eyes. Time to see through the eyes of a dragon named Athena (her human calls her Red on occasions) in this comedic documentary.
