Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Wanna iguana?

How could you not wanna see an iguana as fine as this?

(Photo by the Petophile.)

1 comment:

  1. OMG! I had an iguana named George. We had him thru my teenage years. Once I became an adult and got kicked to the curb, I packed my pillow, suit case, and George to my new place in Placerville. But one day, George found away out! He was one for a wandering eye, and learned how to use the doggy door and escaped! I was so sad to loose George. Only to find out that 2 years later, he came back to that same house (I had friends living there at the time) GIGANTIC JURASSIC CREATURE with his tail chopped off.
    I tell you this story is true. I have the scars to prove it. Well no scars, but hey man, its pretty wild!