The end of this blog

Ollie passed away this morning, April 1, sometime between midnight and 7 a.m. He had just seen the doctor Thursday afternoon and seemed to be on the rebound. But Saturday morning was found to be in a sleeping position and could not be woken up. He seemed to have gone peacefully.

Ollie was adopted in Murrieta, Nevada, the first of his clutch and only a few days old. From the moment he was adopted, he showed a unique personality. Usually sleeping the first few months and then feverishly chasing after crickets soon after. He was only year and seven months.

I know Ollie was only a lizard but he brought a lot of happiness to my life. Ollie also gave me a respect for all life: tiny or large, furry or with scales. The most suprising thing were the responses on this blog in regards to Ollie. I'll miss him for a very long time. He'll be buried in the desert in East San Diego where the other lizards roam free.

Good bye, lil' Ollie.
Darlene

Photo album
Ollie's birthday slide show


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Ollie was buried on a bright Sunday morning in the quiet desert between San Diego and El Centro. On a rock covering his grave is a stoned shellacked with his first newspaper clipping from the North Park News.