So yesterday, I was wandering along the deck, and then my sister said: "don't move!" I looked, as in 'what do you mean?' Then she said "a skink" and I thought 'OMG how amazing to have a baby pet skink!' I picked it up and then lost it. My mum picked my hair up, and the skink fell from my hair into my t-shirt. I picked it up, then went into the house and got the old cinnamon container to put it in. Then I called Madeleine, and we were so happy that I found a skink. We named the skink Merlin after Marley and Madeleine. I have already had a skink pet before, and I had an old fish tank as a home for it. I think it makes a perfect home for a pet skink.
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