Nagmuts. Part 1. Page 5. The Lizard

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For the next few days, I stayed close by the car. I climbed aboard when the humans would approach it, only to find myself going for rides that end up in parking lots. Luckily, I never got stuck in any of them for a long period of time.  I would simply wait for the humans to complete whatever purpose they had for going to the parking lots, and eventually find myself returning back to the grounds of my new home.   After awhile I recognized my intuition telling me I wasn’t going back.

To a human or a dog, an unexpected physical detachment from certain familiar beings and surroundings could be tragic, but please note, I am not human, so I react differently to surprising or unfortunate events such as these. Yes, I am now away from those I once knew, but now I am around different ones. However, I’ve never regretted climbing on that car since it brought new scenery, friendships, benefits and challenges; all the things that excite me in the physical world. Besides, there are other ways I and most all other animals are able to visit one another.  I will explain more later.

I am lucky because I like where I live now. But I have also learned to pause before I make the leap onto a car. Imagine the places I could have ended up. Besides being dead or dying, I could have ended up in the median of a busy road, on the side of an interstate, or in an ecological system that doesn’t support my physical makeup.  Either way, cars and other types of human transportation tools are some of the best ways for lizards and others to relocate.

Other methods of physical travel for creatures is through agreements with other animals. Although humans have relied on animal transportation throughout much of their history, an agreement between animal and human is often non customary and non negotiable.  Regardless of the empathy, care and love a human may feel toward an animal, (e.g horse, camel, mule, llama, etc.) these relationships are often forced and built as the result of enslavement as the animal does not choose to be a part of the relationship but rather subdues itself to comply in the forced relationships.

As for animals, the decision for an animal to ‘ride’ with the traveling breed is based on a mutual agreement. There is no lease or ownership of one animal over the other. There is normally no series of mutual benefits for both animals when one chooses to assist the other. Likewise, it is often a non vital circumstance for the animal traveler, unless the animal is temporarily injured and needs to make a migration prior to a change in weather.  Otherwise, it is mostly for purposes of simple enjoyment.

Another benefit of physical travel for animals is the increased variety of species which can provide the travel opportunities. This advantage allows certain creatures, lizards being one, to ride with certain bird species. What a great experience these opportunities are! I have engaged in such adventures and they are always full of excitement from the flight to the final destination.

Now I also understand that many types of birds enjoy eating animals such as me. But not all, and for those that do, not all the time. This is where where our instinct and telepathic agreements come through. These abilities allow us to assist each other in feelings of trust and mutuality. Besides, there are much more to cross-species animal interactions other than eating each other. Some humans know this already through tools such as profession, education, instinct, and natural connectedness. Other humans, regardless of their material possession, social status, or egos do not understand the first thing about animals; and especially any of the other areas I will be discussing shortly.

 

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There wasn’t much room on the back of the car but at least there were some nice areas that absorb the last bit of the afternoon’s sun. I remained in tune to my physical body as I enjoyed the warm metal; the way a human may enjoy the luxuries of a hot shower on a cold day. I became so physically comfortable that I decided not to abandon the car, even when the humans approaching the two front doors, or when the engine’s vibration rattled through the metal. For whatever reason, I remained in place with the plan to leap off when the car started to move. I even felt the car shaking and getting louder, yet I remained, only thinking about jumping but not preparing to do so. I watched as my opportunity to make my leap came and went; ‘Thats fine’ I said to myself, ‘I will just do what we do occasionally- Ill take a ride and see where we end up.’ After all, sometimes it turns out to be a pretty fun trip, and sometimes you find yourself in a baking parking lot for a few hours. Either way, you usually come back to where you started.

So keep in mind, I was young and a little smaller than I am now; so there were places I could keep safe while the car was moving. I knew this was necessary to my surviving this ride. I thought of the bumper. Maybe but there was likely to be a lot of wind turbulence and debris within the air space. That was my guess anyways. I chose to burrow in between two panels of the body which gave me the protection I required. It wasn’t the most room, or was it the most comfortable, but it worked. Besides, I was still absorbing some retained solar heat from the metal!

The car kept going and going. There were several occasions we stopped, but each time I chose not to debark since I didn’t want to get out in the middle of a road. Forget the risks flying debris, miniature sand storms, hot pavement and fast cars; it would probably be the toxins in the pavement and the air that would first make me ill then kill me. So I stayed where I was. I wasn’t nervous, I remember feeling up for whatever. Besides, at that time in my life I had not done too much physical travel. The car continued with its turns, speed adjustments, halts, and accelerations. The loudest noises and most vibrations came when the maximum acceleration was reached and remained for the majority of the trip as I watched cars, trucks, trees and road, and lines. I started to question if the car would return to its origin. Feelings of hunger and thirst emerged in my guts. The sky was now a deep violet and the metal cool to the touch.

By the time the car came to a complete stop, it was dark and I was cold. I slowly found my way off the car, moving as if I were injured from the elements and vibration I had exposed myself to. Once I got off the car, I luckily found some shrubs that served as food.

I familiarized myself with the new surroundings. Another neighborhood, probably an apartment complex if I were to guess; and right by a large body of water. The good news was there was plenty of greenery, animals and areas of shelter. The bad news was the pesticides and chemicals that were on almost everything…all to make the grass look the way the humans think grass should look. ‘Fustrating’, I muttered to myself, I have never understood where humans have derived their perception of what nature is supposed to look like.