A Good Lizard
Our bearded dragon Hephaestus passed away at the end of May. We came home from church and found him much too still in his tank. He was a good pet. He was young, only 4 yrs old. He wasn’t a great eater so something was amiss. We had him for 3 and a half years. Here’s a picture when we first got him and he was 6 months old. Bridget was 4.
And here is a random assortment of pictures with him. Alice and I taking him for a walk in Houston.
On his home-made leash.
Christmas time when we’d let him run around the house he would climb up in the tree and sleep.
Once he climbed up the screen and we had a hard time getting him out.
Taking a bath in the temporary house in Clarksville. His beard is black so he was getting tired of soaking.
This is the last good picture we have of him. We had some friends over and the young boy fed Hephaestus some worms. The boy was enchanted!
The timing of his death was rather tender. We came home from church and were all together. Being in our Sunday clothes seemed appropriate and made it special. There were lots of tears. We have a tiny corner in our yard that the previous owners fenced off to be a garden (as you can see we haven’t gardened in it). It was a good place to bury him.
So many tears.
Hephaestus was a good, gentle pet. We miss getting to show him off to company because he was so novel. Rest In Peace, Hephaestus. We love you.

