Thursday, October 27, 2016

A Girlfriend for Midnight?

I thought maybe Midnight would prefer a stuffed Iggy to a pillow. So I introduced them tonight. 

Midnight was very shy at first. 

I even had the "girlfriend" bob her head a few times. 

He walked closer and closer and then licked her a few times. 

Nope. He wasn't interested. 

He kept crawling forward, bobbing his head, and stalking his prey--- me. 


I watched Teddy the dog who watched Midnight who watched me. 

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Iggy Hormones

Tonight Midnight climbed behind me on the couch, and, before I could move, he chomped my pony tail and wouldn't let go. 

Classic mating behavior. 

Since I was unwilling to let him mate with my hair, I pulled him off and put him back on his cage. 

Five minutes later, he climbed back again. This time I put a pillow as a blockade.

That appealed to him and he wouldn't let go. 

I moved him, still locked on, and the pillow to his cage where he proceeded to mate with it. 

The pillow even fell off the cage and he still didn't let go. I put it back on the cage and he kept at it. 

I have, many times, told people that during mating season, male iguanas can benefit from an "Iguana Love Sock." 

Guess what I'll be Googling tomorrow? 

ay yi yi

Welcome to the Zoo! 

PS. Can you see (again) why iguanas do NOT make good pets? 

Friday, October 21, 2016

Otis says "If I fits, I sits!"

Otis is my 4 year old red foot tortoise. I love this boy! He's my most friendly and most fun tortoise. 

Now that it's colder at night, I put him in my tortoise box with Georgie and Baby Foot. All three of them love hiding in boxes and all three of them destroy boxes quickly by scratching, peeing, and pooping in them. 

I had three boxes in their box this week- one for each of them in just the right size. 
Large for Otis, medium for Georgie, and small for Baby Foot. 

This is, of course, why I found Otis in the smallest box and Baby Foot in the biggest box. 

Tonight I found Otis here: 

He was determined to be in that box with Georgie. 

My red foot tortoises are very social and do better with friends. Georgie, a leopard tortoise, endures her two pesky red foot brothers but doesn't care much if they are there or not. 

I will admit that this is one of two areas where I am directly going against my vet's advice. I cohabitate these three even though they are not all the same tortoise species. It is a risk, but these three have been together all year and are okay with each other. 

In case you were curious-- The other area is that I use baby food to feed critically ill reptiles before using Critical Care food from his office and he disagrees with that. :) That's okay. I've saved more beardies through baby food. 

Iguana Hormones

Iguana hormones turn iguanas (especially the males) into demons. Iguanas also can smell human hormones and that turns them into demons too. 

Midnight is hormonal currently. He's a terror to my family. This is yesterday's "Love Scratches." 

My teen daughter told me the demon iguana was out to get her, but I honestly thought she was being melodramatic. 

Today I watched him around her. Nope. He's being a demon to her. 

When she sits on the couch, he crawls over to her and chases her off. When she's on the floor, he launches himself at the ottoman to get to her. When she's on the rocking chair, he leaps onto the back. The second she leaves, he crawls back onto his cage under his light. 

Tonight I sat down in one rocking chair and she sat down in the rocking chair next to me. Midnight looked like this: 

He stood on the edge of his cage and stared at her. Because I was here, he didn't jump, but he did stare. Total creeper. 

Dr Folland told me of a couple who raised their iguana from a baby but when the wife got pregnant, the Iggy started to attack her. He would race across the room and launch himself at her face. :( 

When the iguana gets really demon-ish, my rescue brother sends links to websites for cooking iguana. Ay yi yi!! 

PS. Junie isn't normally afflicted with hormones until November and December and has actually been very sweet lately. If we had two hormonal iguanas, I would lose my mind! 

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Sweet Mango

Lil Mango pooped normally once this afternoon and then passed a very large (considering his body weight) a blood clot. He died shortly after that. 

Obviously something very bad went wrong internally. Poor baby. 

He was warm & toasty & at peace when he died. 

Mid-Afternoon Mango

Mango's color improved after the trauma of being held and poked with a shot. 

That's the good news. 

The bad news is that I found him laying on his side. :( 

If he makes it through until the morning, I'll give him food, a baby food slurry with some vitamins. 

There's still some hope that he'll pull through since he's still alive, but it's going to take a miracle for the lil guy. 

The Second Saline Shot

The second saline injection really took its toll on Mango. He looks dreadful again. :( 

It's such a roller coaster of ups and downs. 

Rescue is not for the faint of heart. 

Mango made it through the Night

Mango made it through the night. I'm making a warm steam tent for him for a bit to bring up the humidity. 

His colors look better too. 

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Peaceful Mango

I found Lil Mango limply hanging onto the towel in his cage earlier and I thought he was gone. 

But when I picked him up, he still responded to me. 

Now he's sleeping peacefully on his side and looking like he's already died. 

But when I touched him lightly, he still responded. He is less dehydrated looking which is good, but his colors are still bad and his eyes are super sunk in. 

I'm not sure if he'll still be alive when I wake up in the morning, but I'm very grateful he's in a warm, cozy, and soft place. He is peaceful and I am happy for that. 


Today I was asked to help try to save the life of this poor little baby. Mango is a jackson's chameleon. 

Yes, he's in very bad shape. I gave him a saline injection and have him in a special 10 gallon sick tank. It's just going to be a waiting game now to see if he has enough fight left to make it through. 

Mango is severely dehydrated and malnourished. It could be a genetic problem or it could be from being in a bad environment. At this point, it's hard to say. 

Sometimes reptiles fight for so long to survive that when they don't have to fight their bodies just quit. Sometimes their bodies react poorly to nutrition and hydration and they die. It's all a waiting game to see.