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I am finally getting around to "putting stuff away." I am not dismantling my tank - only b/c it is so big - it is actually very depressing to look at - but I am putting the dusting cups, paint brushes, forceps, little utensils...all the stuff I used for my trio. I am trying to turn my attention to Rose, my T, and of course my cecropia and luna cats keep me busy, (I just lost two more of them to the NPV - it's a lep virus) but I feel like I am loosing my “kids” all over again

I have so many photos and for now have just zipped them up b/c it's hard to come across them when I am looking for something else. I had them for such a short time and lost them such a short time ago but it seems like they were with me for so long.

I am not sure what I am going to do as far as getting herps - cham, frogs, gecko...I just don’t know. It's weird feeding the crickets and trying to keep the FF alive - I guess for no other reason except for all the $$$ I spent! I may just rescue some pet shop anoles. I had them as a kid - they were my first introduction to the herp world when I was about 6 y.o.(!)

Anyway, I just need to "cry" on someone's shoulder and virtual is better than none at all. No need for anyone to respond b/c I know you will all read this and feel my pain. There is so much loss among chameleons that I am beginning to rethink my whole outlook on keeping them at all - cb or not. I am not looking for a dialog about the pros/cons of keeping herps (I won’t respond so don’t bother) it's just how I am feeling right now.

Thanks for just being here...

lele and her empty vivarium

boy does THAT sound depressing! - no, I'm not going to jump off a bridge or take a handful of drugs - just feeling yucky. Lots going wrong right now but life does have a way of always working out. Is it Seth's signature of "If life gives you lemons throw them at someone" ?? I just need to find someone to throw them at...well, there's this jerk that lives across the road...

I have this itty bitty hope that Makeda (or Kaiya) actually laid eggs and I will look in the tank one day and see some itty bitty cham roaming around. I keep thinking of the guy who posted a couple weeks ago(?) about finding some! I know it is just wishful thinking but sometimes that's what get's you thru...I still think my Dad will return from his extended business trip, that he left on nearly 14 years ago, someday...

you can throw those lemons at me... if it makes you feel better.
I have a story for you... last summer my cat died. She was only six years old, and we had to get her declawed b/c my dad and I were moving from the upstairs of a house with hardwood to a new apartment with carpet. Sandy had a carpet problem, so it was loose the claws or give the kitty away. Well, after the surgery she had major kidney failure, and had to get put down after a week.
This was really hard for me, but I also felt badly for my other cat, because he was now alone in the house. After about a month I went to the pound to get another cat.
I found the PERFECT little kitten! The was the most adorable thing I had ever seen. Her mom and five babies were found on the streets of Toronto. Bonzai (my kitty) and her mom were the only ones left to need a home. Bonzai was sick, so she was harder to place (she had a URI and was all boogery). I fell in love.
After answering all of the ?s and filling out all of the forms, the last thing I had to do was show ID. Because I had just moved, my driver's license was not showing the right address. When asked if my address was correct... I told them, thinking they would just take my new one. Turns out the wanted PROOF of my new one. I burst into tears, right there in the middle of the pound. My heart was breaking all over again. They asked if I had any mail with my new address. Why would I? I had just moved, not gotten any mail yet, and if I had, why would I take it with me??
I dug though my purse, in vain, looking for ANYTHING.
Guess what I found? THe receipt from the vet from when Sandy had to be put down. It had my new address on it...
The girl at the pound let me use it. I think she felt sorry for me (I was SOAKING from tears) and he sup said that it was good enough to use.
I miss Sandy dearly, but Bonzai is my girl. She is an INCREDIBLE cat!
The moral of my story... even when things are [bleep]ty, they DO have a way of working out. In a few months I'm sure things will work out right for you. Whether you find a lizzard that is in desparate need for a home, or you do come home one day to find little ones roaming in your tank, things will be right again. Trust in that.
In the mean time, throw those lemons girl! Or make lemonade...

Aww lele . I really hope you feel better! i do know what it is like to lose a cham, but you must be feeling 3 times of what i felt .

Btw, lindsay, that story is very touching!

>>you can throw those lemons at me... if it makes you feel better.
>>I have a story for you... last summer my cat died. She was only six years old, and we had to get her declawed b/c my dad and I were moving from the upstairs of a house with hardwood to a new apartment with carpet. Sandy had a carpet problem, so it was loose the claws or give the kitty away. Well, after the surgery she had major kidney failure, and had to get put down after a week.
>>This was really hard for me, but I also felt badly for my other cat, because he was now alone in the house. After about a month I went to the pound to get another cat.
>>I found the PERFECT little kitten! The was the most adorable thing I had ever seen. Her mom and five babies were found on the streets of Toronto. Bonzai (my kitty) and her mom were the only ones left to need a home. Bonzai was sick, so she was harder to place (she had a URI and was all boogery). I fell in love.
>>After answering all of the ?s and filling out all of the forms, the last thing I had to do was show ID. Because I had just moved, my driver's license was not showing the right address. When asked if my address was correct... I told them, thinking they would just take my new one. Turns out the wanted PROOF of my new one. I burst into tears, right there in the middle of the pound. My heart was breaking all over again. They asked if I had any mail with my new address. Why would I? I had just moved, not gotten any mail yet, and if I had, why would I take it with me??
>>I dug though my purse, in vain, looking for ANYTHING.
>>Guess what I found? THe receipt from the vet from when Sandy had to be put down. It had my new address on it...
>>The girl at the pound let me use it. I think she felt sorry for me (I was SOAKING from tears) and he sup said that it was good enough to use.
>>I miss Sandy dearly, but Bonzai is my girl. She is an INCREDIBLE cat!
>>The moral of my story... even when things are [bleep]ty, they DO have a way of working out. In a few months I'm sure things will work out right for you. Whether you find a lizzard that is in desparate need for a home, or you do come home one day to find little ones roaming in your tank, things will be right again. Trust in that.
>>In the mean time, throw those lemons girl! Or make lemonade...
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-Jamie Whitehouse
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-formally known as corn_snake_123

I'll give you a hug.
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Ethan

Oh, Lele, I know just what you are going through. My Congo Grey, "Rukh", flew away a year ago this month. I went through all the channels trying to find him but never did. My kids are all grown and gone and Rukh was my permanent child. He would greet me in the morning "Hi, Honey!" and talk to me sometimes very understandingly. After he he flew away I had to put everything of his away including the stuffed toy parrot that he had mangled, punished and ripped the stuffing out of while scolding it in three different voices. He was with me almost every minute of the day. He would comment on my artwork (parrot raspberries), do the laundry with me, garden...everything. I still grieve and will always, I suppose...but you know...I can start to remember him now and talk about him with humor.

Lele, you will feel this way too, it just takes time. I know how hard you tried to save your little chams. After reading about your trials, hardships and how you dealt with them...I recognized a kindred spirit. Someone who loves the natural world and glories in it. There aren't many people like you, Lele. You just keep on keeping on and you will succeed. There will be other chams in your future as there may be another grey parrot in mine - never the same but wonderful in their own ways.

*hugging you warmly*

Marilyn