Before you ban me....I have a new lizard. He was named partially for where he came from ... the Railroad Mountains (This is near Roswell, New Mexico, but please don't ask me where. I have lived in this state my entire life, as has my father, and neither of us have ever heard of these mountains.) The other part of his name is in honor of Eve, because she is from New Jersey, and uses the Indian names a lot, and his name is a city in NJ. But mostly because I learned so much about caring for my collareds from her, she has even spent time with me on the phone during a crises. Many thanks to you, Eve. So he is named Hoboken, which came from the Indian term for "a pipe for smoking." He is Hobo for short.
He is by far the most amazing lizard I have ever owned. Not only is he fabulously colored, but was just caught this past Saturday and is the tamest collared I have ever seen. He sat in my hand for nearly an hour in the pet store with no squirming, then rode with me in the car, sitting in my hand, looking out the window. When the sun set, I made him a little place on the dashboard and he crawled in and slept the rest of the way home. Pictures to follow soon!
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Valerie
We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
--Martin Luther King, Jr.--
God bless the USA
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