Fatty Patty (or Bratty Patty) was going to be an easy transfer from her owner who was surrendering her to me and then to her new owner. All within a few days.
Ha!
In this case, "Easy" means-- a delay because of a funeral, an unexpected change in pick up location that tacked on an extra hour, a broken tank, 5 stitches, a missed pick up, a grumpy beardie who hated my rescue buddy, another pick up, lots of hissing, and an escape in my van. The whole thing took a week and a half.
Fatty Bratty Patty is not a nice girl and would not make a good pet for the family with young kiddos who wanted her. So she's here with me so I can act out "The Taming of the Shrew!" ;)
Good thing she's pretty. But pretty will only get her so far around here. She'd better learn who's the momma around her (me not her).
I suspect it will be the battle of the divas for awhile as she learns that I WILL hold her and she WILL behave. She didn't even want to snuggle! For rude.
Yes, yes, a power struggle with a bearded dragon. The glory of rescue!
