I have a 3 1/2 year old iggy named Sunny. That wasnt the name i would have chosen, but the person who had her before me named her due to the yellow coloration she had from near renal failure. Her previous previous owners (the first, i think) thougth it a good idea to feed her eggs as a staple. Hmmm...ignorance is bliss i guess.
Needless to say, the girl i got her from had rescued her from these folks and had her vet checked...calcium levels, parasites, the whole works. She got the sunshine on the right track and then she found her way to me. Somehow. I dunno. I had always said i would never EVER have an iguana. go fig.

Anywho...So here we are now, one rather large happy family. Sunny is healthy as anything now. She is free range, because she went a little nuts with her past 2 homes, and her face was rubbed up and scarred pretty badly when i got her. Now she has a rack system shelf and a cat tree and tunnel that she calls her home. She makes her daily constitutional to the bathromm when she needs to and poops under the toilet. I have no idea where she picked that up, but i dont argue.

So here is where it gets pretty amusing. On her way to the potty, in her travels she had learned what cat food was. That was a serious uh oh. She had eaten an entire bowl of Chicken and rice one night.....and didnt act right for a few days after. It was at that point that i learned what not to do. REmember that at this point i was still a new iggy mom.

Well. I moved the cat food up onto the table from then on in. But Sunny was still looking for the food, despite her belly ache. I had in the meantime been trying to supplement her calcium rich diet with an alfalfa based iggy pellet, but to no avail. She hated it. Wouldnt touch her collards and dandelion greens if the alfalfa was even NEAR it.

Then finally a light bulb went on in my pea brain. She was still looking for the cat food, so why not put it in an identical food bowl where the food used to be? So you probably already guessed...she chowed the igg food. Loved it. Loved it EVEN MORE if we scolded her and told her that cat food was bad for her (i shooed her away from the cat food for a while before i moved it...like that would keep a determined iggy away from someting they wanted, right?) But,she still wont touch her food if i sprinkle some of it on top. I get the evil iggy eye and she dumps it over. Its iguana food if it is in her food. Yuck.

So, my iggy experiences have been memorable. I dont think i have ever had an animal like her before. If you all have weird or silly iggy stories (i am sure you have plenty) please share. I am interested in hearing them...and it is good to know that other people share the same weird connection to their iggies that i do with mine.

Here she is, queen of all there is and more:

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"i wasn't born with enough middle fingers"

1.0 ball python- Azazel
1.0 columbian boa- Brooklyn
1.0 JCP-Milton
1.0 borneo blood-Hiss
1.0 peach phase thayeri-Sancho
0.1 creamsicle corn- Pandora
1.1 hognose- Pricilla and Odd
0.1 russian tortoise- Manja
0.1.1 leos- Boji and Kodama
0.1 beardie- Indie
1.0 BTS- Griffon
0.1 Iggy- Sunny
0.1 pacific parrolet- Mishka
1.1 cats- Cairo and Oberon
2.4 ratties- Willard, Rizzo, Bree, Blitzkreig, Raisin, and the Runt