The Tail of Two Lizards

This morning I woke up to a tail on my kitchen floor. No animal attached, it was just a tail. It was small and resembled the crunchy pieces of calamari (before breading of course). It was wiggling and writhing around. I did not scream though…why? Because we’ve been through this before…..

Thankfully Bill heard me when I called him. He came running into the kitchen from the bedroom….completely naked.

“Looks like a lizard,” Bill commented as we both stood over it while Gretzky, our cat pounced in the corner. We both looked and saw the other half of a lizard in his mouth!

Gretzky the cat, not the hockey star…

Now picture me, in PJ’s, half asleep, Bill standing there naked, and the two of us trying to extract the body of a small lizard from our cat. Great mental image, right? We got the lizard and put him on a nearby cutting board. I had to bring the thing outside, because, well Bill is naked, and it isn’t that kind of neighborhood.

Once one of Bill’s snakes got out and I used grilling tongs to put it back in the cage. Apparently this is wrong, so I was relieved when he handed me the cutting board and did not fuss at me about it.

I let the little guy go outside and we are praying the tail grows back and he is okay!

The reason I did not panic is because the last time this happened, I did panic, and I now know how to react. We had a rescue iguana named Hulk, and one of the dogs once stepped on his tail breaking it clean off. I rushed him to the vet and he ended up being okay. Most of his tail grew back and we had him another year before he passed away of old age.


Sounds crazy, but I miss this guy!!!!

Speaking of our zoo…if you’re wondering how the kitten is doing, here is a picture of Talia and the kitten taking care of business together. She was on an important phone call while taking notes on something. Thank goodness the kitten, affectionately named “Puck” like in hockey, was nearby to help!


Every find anything crazy your cat brought in? What was it? Tell us about it in the comments!



Sweet Dreams, Hulk

I believe our pets will be in heaven with us. I take comfort in this belief, and was forced to draw on it this morning when we found our iguana had passed away.


Bill found Hulk at a pet store near the Marine base he was stationed, not long after we met. Normally we don’t buy pets from pet stores, but he had been severely neglected and we felt we had to get him out of there.

We brought him home and got him his color back and worked with him to make him more comfortable being held.

Then about 8 months ago, I was in the shower, and on accident, l left the door to the sun-porch open. Hulk was out and one of the dogs stepped on his tail. Everyone got along, so I’m sure it was an accident. I could not get a hold of Bill (I don’t tend to really touch the reptiles much) so I scooped him up into a cat carrier and picked up his tail with a towel. I jumped in the truck and raced to the vet. On my way, I must have been doing over 80 MPH and of course was pulled over. The cop approached the vehicle and I hysterically went into a rant about how I needed to get to the vet because I had an emergency and I could see his nerve endings and there was blood everywhere and it was an accident and…and…and…

The cop told me to slow down and try again.

I picked up the towel in the passenger seat and displayed the tail as close to the cop as I could. I never saw anyone turn so green. He stepped back, put his hands up, and told me he believed me, and I could put “that” away.

When he finally understood why I was in a rush, he just told me I needed to slow down, and be careful.

My iguana got me out of a speeding ticket!

I followed the speed limit the rest of the way to the vet. Once I had Hulk inside, they took a quick look and assured me he would be okay. I knew tails grew back, but this was Bill’s baby! They gave him some antibiotics, cauterized his tail, and he was home within hours.

The tail did mostly grow back, but I still feel bad for leaving the door to the sun-porch open. Poor lizard.

In other animal news this week, Diesel, our chocolate lab, turned 16!!!!!!! Also, Isis, our cat, not a terrorist (though she has some moments of terror!) escaped out the door and was gone for a day and a half. It broke my heart and I went as far as printing up flyers which Bill brought around. Ray, our other cat, cried the entire day and a half. At 0530 yesterday morning, Bill jumped out of bed and yelled “Kitten Face” as he ran to the window. Isis has a face of a kitten she never outgrew. It’s just one of those stupid nicknames I can’t explain.

Sadly, I’m not sure how to make Bill feel better about Hulk. We won’t be getting another iguana until after the move, but I’ll have to find something today to cheer him up a bit! For now, we have enough pets in this zoo and the baby is going to be here in less than a month!!!!