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Posted by xta on December 28, 2002 at 23:43:09:
In Reply to: Re: Do your iguanas talk to you?????? posted by Mr. D on December 28, 2002 at 23:21:53:
Sorry to hear about TDub :(
This was supposed to be a happy post Mr. D! Now you've got me depressed again! :(
:You went biking recently and don't remember hitting the tree do you X.... ;)~
:Actually, there are days around here that the conversations are almost TOO loud. Someone needs to be scratched, someone needs water, someone else is jealous because they aren't getting enough attention, the dog is chewing on my arm while I try and work and the bird just plain likes to make noise sometimes - fortunately he'll break that up with a few songs once in awhile.
:I don't know what it is or why it happens but invariably I'll be walking by an enclosure and just stop and answer a question without even realizing that no one ever asked anything out loud. I was sitting here about 1 a.m. on the 23rd just surfing when all of a sudden I swear I heard a barely audible whisper come out of TDub's enclosure next to me. We shortened his name from "Tailwhipper" because that was all he would do according to the woman that gave him up. Anyway, out of nowhere in the back of my head I hear, "I'm sorry but I have to go now." All I could do was look over at the darkened door and think, "Well, we gave it our best shot buddy. If you're tired then it's time to go." He was gone before the lights came on later that morning.
:TDub was our "poster child" for why hot rocks shouldn't be on the market and why igs, much like many other animals, just shouldn't be available to anyone with the cash in their pocket. He came out of the middle bedroom of a single wide mobile home that housed a 5' American alligator in a 6'x 1' tank, and three igs, two bearded dragons and a prehensile tail skink. (The 9 yr old Green Wing Macaw that didn't know so much as "step up" and literally had fat rolls under his skin from years of McDonald's and chinese food came from this place as well.) When we found TDub he was scrawny, dehydrated, had way too much protein in his system due to the fact that the woman would simply throw a couple dozen crickets in on the rabbit pellet covered floor and let everyone fend for themselves, and was burned down to the fascia over his entire stomach. We didn't think he was going to make it a week never mind over a year.
:While TDub and one hatchling didn't make it in the long run, the gator went to a rehab facility where it literally had to be fitted with braces so it could eat, the skink is now treated like royalty as part of a conservation project, and the BD's and third ig are here as part of our permanent family. And the Green Wing will freeload here for as long as the "crackers" and "apples" hold out. Fortunately, after a year's work he's learned "step up" but has yet to actually take both feet off of his cage. We're hoping that sometime in the next 50 or 60 years he'll get the hang of it....
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