Some thoughts on Steven my gecko: Ever since I knew what a leopard gecko was, I became obsessed. I w

Some thoughts on Steven my gecko: Ever since I knew what a leopard gecko was, I became obsessed. I wanted one so bad, i wanted a girl and I wanted to name her Anastasia in honor of the Russian princess. Coincidentally, after my search for a gecko in my city proved pointless, and old acquaintance of mine posted a picture of him golfing five or six newborn geckos. I couldn’t believe it, I asked for one right away and, a couple of months later, Steven arrived home. It wasn’t too hard to understand that he only had boys so I accepted the one he was offering, a tiny, skinny and frightened baby gecko. He is named Steven after Steven Universe, a character that has helped me so much last couple of years. Never, in a million years, could I predicted how much baby Steven means to me. I look forward to coming home, and he comes out of his several hiding spots to see me when I call him. He has becoming so much more docile and doesn’t mind being held… Sometimes I think he kinda likes it. I love his rubbery tail that’s getting fatter as he grows and his smiley face when he looks at me. Though I have pets (cats and dogs) this is the very first animal that is competed mine and depends 100% on me. It gets hard sometimes to find the strength to feed him or to go to the store to buy more bugs or to change his substrate, but he deserves my very best because he is become such an important presence in my life. We study together and he looks as I paint my nails or watch movies and I can spend endless hours just looking at him play with the things I’ve bought and made for him. I know he has the potential to live a long life and honestly hope he does, I love him so much and can’t wait to see what we can do together. I honestly believe Steven is the closest thing I’ll have to a service animal. He lets me hold him and my anxiety goes away and I think he can perceive this. I love my baby so much. -- source link

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