This is Good Friday, and our blog will observe it by not covering any of the nooze today. Hence the video of the baby iguana eating watercress. Aren’t they pretty little things? God’s stuff is just so good.
I’d love to raise a baby iguana again. If you do it right–and it’s easy to do it right–you wind up with a wonderful pet. If you do it wrong, you wind up with this big mean lizard who wants to bite you. A friend of mine had an iguana who bit him on the tongue. Yes, he was showing off by sticking his tongue out. Teenage boys do things like that. And the iguana bit off the tip of it. Yowch! Served him right.
But my iguana was raised right, and he never bit anybody. And if he could have purred while he sat on your lap, he would have.
The iguana in this picture looks exactly like mine.
This pet of mine died in 1978, and I still miss him. Well, I had him 17 years: that’s a long time.
True, you couldn’t get him to play fetch or hide-and-seek; but in all other respects, he was all that could be desired in a pet. He and our cat Buster would have gotten along like a house on fire.
It’s amazing what love and kindness can do.
My own iguana was perfectly willing to make friends with cats and dogs, and even cuddle up with them if the room got cold. That’s because he was properly raised. But there was one cat who had a habit of coming into people’s rooms and pooing on the bed. He did not permit this cat to come into my room.
This iguana is still pretty young, as shown by his still bright-green color which will fade with age. I am told that it smarts when an iguana whacks you with his tail. I don’t know: I was never whacked or clawed or bitten.
However, he is old enough to hold back. The cat is not getting the full blast of iguana fury, not by a long shot. That would consist of gaping jaws paused to bite, loud hissing, tail-lashing–and a sudden charge. Here the lizard is just letting the cat know who’s boss, and staking his claim to respect.
I think the cat will figure it out.
The iguana in this video reminds me of my own iguana who was my pet for 17 years. I always fed him by hand. He had a passion for red foods, like strawberries, watermelon, or tomatoes, and if one was painted in color on the dish he was using, he would try to eat it.
Iguanas are social animals, and if you get one that’s too young to have formed any bad habits, and constantly handle it and interact with it, that iguana will grow up into a nice pet like the one pictured here. Mine was as gentle as a lamb, and almost as large. A baby could have safely played with him.
Warning: Do not treat a full-grown iguana with disrespect. A friend of mine had a very big iguana whom he had not properly socialized: this critter could be mean. And sneaky, too. One day my friend picked him up and stuck his tongue out at him.
Sorry, but I got quite a laugh out of that.