Act 6 – Mickey and his pet
I began to get to know almost everybody in the circus. There are some people that adored me, but I could feel there are others that despised me. Maybe because I overtook their slots in the circus, I don’t know for sure…
As you know, the circus hired a trainer to teach me new tricks. He actually is nice guy, but sometimes he gets upset with me if I couldn’t do the tricks or didn’t do it properly. However, he has a boy, named “Mickey”. Mickey is about 6-7 years old. His dad brings him to the circus every time he trains me.
Mickey is the nicest, kindest, gentlest person in the world to me. At first, I think he was amazed by my ability to perform, but I think he began to like me as a friend. He always encouraged me when I learned new tricks, never laughed at me if I failed, and always very supportive. In between training, he would pat me down (before I got thrown back into my cell). One time he even said “I wish you would be mine… I’ll play with you all the time”. At that time, my pride and my newly-found fame made me think “Geez … Who wants to be someone’s pet?”
Then came the “incident”. True to his words, Mickey tried to bring me out of the circus to bring home one time. Of course, this created a big mess. His dad was scolded big time by the circus. As the result of the incident, Mickey’s dad bought him a new pet lizard, named “Bill”. This is where the story began to be more interesting.
Let me tell more about Bill. Because Mickey likes me so much, his dad bought him a pet lizard that looked exactly like me, down to the length and the color. The difference was of course, Bill couldn’t do the tricks. However, unlike his owner, Bill was an arrogant little lizard. Ever since Day 1, he acted as if he was the cutest lizard in the world. Even worse now that Mickey began to love him, and started to bring him to the circus everyday without a cage. Bill always mocked me, made fun of me and my cage, even dared to call me “poor little prisoner”. That made me really sad.
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