I feed Henry every day.

He’s really quite good-natured about the whole thing. While I find myself feeling irritable when I need a snack, Henry is content to snuggle and purr without ceasing. I’ve programmed an alarm to remind me three times a day that Henry does in fact need to eat if he’s going to continue growing at a healthy pace.

It took awhile to find the right kind of meal for Henry - local pet shops, Facebook pet owner groups, and Reddit pages did nothing to assist in this matter. So we had to try it all.

While he does love to roll in the leaves or take long walks sniffing every bush we pass, Henry wasn’t interested in being vegetarian. We’ve settled on a bit of an omnivore’s diet where he pretty much eats meat with a small flourish of green in his bowl.

He’s not really one for a hunt either. Perhaps his lineage is more royal than we know, I think he’s perfectly content to be waited on hand and foot. Or, feet and short shrimpy arms, as it were.

I was delighted to find out that my apartments don’t have any pet restrictions that apply to Henry, because at first I was wondering where I could keep him. As it turns out, he likes the guest bedroom just fine. Eventually I think we will have to upgrade though because he’s currently the same proportions as his king size bed.

One day though, I sure hope to take him flying - there have to be some upsides to hosting a dragon at your house.