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My New Pet Eublepharis Macularious

Greetings fellow residents of Earth. I recently had a brilliant idea. I want your opinions on this idea. Okay? Great. Here goes.
My idea was that I should have a vlog that I post every so often, but it would not be like my blog. Instead, it would be a Bible lesson that I would work hard to put together just for you guys. Please tell me your thoughts on this in the comments. That would be pretty great.
Alrighty. Now. Let's talk. My friends invited me to Six Flags with them yesterday.We had an amazing time going on all sorts of roller coasting rides. Turns out that two of our small group is terrified of heights. Me not included it would seem. I went on every ride approached by our party without fear. (Actually I was a little bit nervous for the Batman because my friend made it sound really crazy.) Before going to Six Flags, my mom and I had gone for a swimming/long walk workout at 6:45 AM and then had taken the kids to speech therapy (For my brother) and had also gone to the Chiropractor. It was an extremely long day, so when I was dropped at my house after Six Flags, the obvious thing to do was to lay on the couch and take a fat nap until my family got home from the pool.
Yes, that's exactly what I did. SIKE! Nah, as it would happen, a certain Lifeguard was asking about me. For those of you readers that have been with me since the beginning, I think I referred to him as Speedo or something silly like that. He was the focus of my poem, The Boy with the Perfect Face. (Gosh that was so long ago.) He had asked if I didn't like coming to the pool anymore.
It feels good to be noticed guys. So I went to the pool. With a sandwich in my hand. It was a good sandwich. My sister #5 helped me eat it though. (I didn't want to share because my breakfast was tiny and lunch was cookie dough.) Later my dad brought sandwiches and cookies to the pool. Mom made me eat a second sandwich before I could have a cookie. I was like, okay. Anyway, the lifeguard that was asking about me had somehow caught a leopard gecko yesterday.  (Someone must have left it at the amenity center.) A few people had built a relationship with his new pet throughout the day, but he doesn't have the supplies to take care of it so my dad was like, "I'll take it to work."
Now I have a leopard gecko in a cricket box sleeping on top of my bearded dragon's tank. No joke, Alfreda (the dragon) has been trying to eat the newest addition to my room. It is pretty funny. This gecko though, she's pretty feisty. I went to pick her up to move her from the tiny Nest Doorbell box that she was in to the bigger cricket box and she bit me. I yelped. It was funny. Fortunately, despite her strong bite, she has no teeth so I was fine. Anyway, let's learn about leopard geckos. But first, a photo.

(I know these aren't the best.) Okay! Information time! Alright. Found an article from Animal Planet. The Scientific name is Eublepharis macularious. I could call her...Eubey...LOL I am sidetracked. So Eubey is a nocturnal creature, so she doesn't require a UV light. Her type is native to such places as Southern Asia, The Middle East and Northwest India. They need a constant supply of water and eat some of the same things as Bearded Dragons...plus mice. That could get exciting. Sand is deadly to leopard geckos, so don't use sand as bedding. To properly shed their skin, they need 40-60% humidity, or basically you can make a sauna type thing with some tupperware and wet moss. (This wasn't all on the animal planet sight btw)
Now I must search her by her scientific name. They are native to deserts and grasslands and tend to be curious creatures. Fun fact,  leopard geckos are different from many reptiles because they have movable eyelids yet lack sticky pads on their feet. A ten gallon tank is good enough for one gecko to abide in. This is all neat. Not very informative, but some creatures are easier to find information on. Here are two of the websites I got this from. 
Alrighty, so I apparently need to adjust this habitat slightly for Eubey. I hope that you guys have a great day, and always remember:
using scientific names for animals make you sound cool.

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