I have dragons prowling around my front door, well miniature dragons if I had to be really honest.
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Portrait of a skink, (not a lizard) don't ask me what the difference is.
Delicate perfection in every detail. When the light strikes their scales at the right angle they shimmer with a coppery iridescence, you can see a hint of it behind the eye. This fellow is not quite 4 inches long.
Heading for the flower bed next to the veranda to find some unwary insects for lunch. When threatened skinks can shed their tails which wiggles and thrashes about, thus distracting the predator and allowing the skink to escape. A new tail soon grows to replace the one lost.