My pet bearded dragon died this morning. :(
I called him Chow Yun Fat-Boy; Karen called him Spike.
Yesterday he was looking happy and peaceful, sitting on top of a log. He would changed colour depending on his mood, and yesterday evening he was more yellow than usual. I thought that was a good sign.
This morning I noticed that his beard and tail tip were black but his middle was yellow, and that was a combination I had never seen before. His mouth was open, and when I looked more closely I could see that he wasn’t breathing.
I think I’ll go and shed some tears now.