
Zack got Spike, his pet leopard gecko, last June after moving into our new house. He was so excited! It was a well-earned reward for no longer sucking his index finger. I sat down with him and asked him to explain why he still did it and found out that he had some anxiety that started when his Dad and I got divorced. Sucking his finger was a comfort he could always resort to. I told him that I understood how hard it was to stop, since I sucked my thumb until I was 7. I think he was shocked to learn that fact. He agreed to try giving it up and did so right away! Spike seemed to thrive in our home for several months, but that stopped once colder weather arrived. Young leopard geckos shed their skin about twice a month. He couldn't recover from one round of shedding before the next started. I spent hours reading websites to find ways in which to help him. We would stick him in bowls with warm paper towels to create humidity and then peel part of the shedding skin off with tweezers. Pretty soon the poor guy was unable to climb, because his feet webbed together. Life for a non-climbing gecko isn't very fun! I really started stressing out when he stopped eating. Websites educated me on gecko hibernation during cooler months. Unfortunately, the webbed feet and no desire to eat caught up with Spike a few weeks ago when John and I were in Niagara Falls.

I told Zack that we were not getting another gecko to replace Spike, because our home just isn't the right environment. He was offered fish or nothing. He picked fish! Lol While Lauren had her "special day" with Grandpa and Grandma Converse, we went to Meijer to purchase an aquarium and supplies... plus a couple fish. Zack refused to get a beta (my favorite due to their low maintenance and long lifespan), and picked out a couple large goldfish-like fish instead. One was named Buddy and the other Goldie. Good thing I took this picture the next day to show Grandpa and Grandma, because Buddy wasn't doing well when we arrived back home. Zack watched him take his final breath and was completely distraught! :( I asked him why losing a fish he'd had for a day was worthy of so many tears when he didn't even cry over the loss of a gecko he had for eight months. "I didn't have to watch Spike die!" Poor guy cried for hours. Goldie's life came to an end on Friday. He was bummed, but no tears were shed since I was able to dispose of him before Zack's arrival home. Now I have a $250 terrarium sitting in my garage and a $75 aquarium sitting on Zack's dresser. Oh the joy of teaching kids how to nurture and be responsible. The terrarium will soon be listed for sale, and I'm hoping Zack decides a beta is better than nothing so the aquarium gets utilized.