My sulcatas were raised by people. The smaller one loves people and associates not only me, but all people as a place to get food. The bigger one loves kids. I let him walk out in the front yard and he will come up to kids on their bikes. The people I bought the big one from live up in South Carolina, and he was living the life there. He was allowed to go inside through a doggy-door and was raised as one of the kids. The first thing my big sulcata would do is walk up to somebody to get his neck rubbed and his head scratched. And the people that live in my area would kill him just to kill him.

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