Last night I let my ig out just for awhile to roam around, and i only do this after he has pooped. He never really gets adventurous, so I really only keep one eye him. Well, I should have had both eyes on him. First off, My girlfiend and I have made her basement into a second livingroom and third bedroom. we stay down there. Her kids have the 2 bedrooms upstairs. So I bulit some shelves and cloths hanging racks in the basement. Anyway, Frankie eluded me last night and I tore everything apart looking for him. Pulling out all kinds of boxes, emptying them, looking everywhere. Looked through all my cloths hanging up and my girlfriends. Nothing. Then I got scared he was up in the hanging cieling, tore that all apart. Nothing. So now I figure he is in the walls, I swore a lot of unpleasantries and went to bed. Today, I went back to where I last saw him and started digging around again. Looking in the boxes. Instead of looking through my cloths, I decided to take them all of the the hanging rack. About half way through, one of my shirts was VERY heavy.....GOT HIM. He spent the night wearing one of my shirts. he was very cold. So I cranked up all three heat lamps for him and now he is basking. I was going nuts looking for him. Gald I found him.
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Mike
0.0.1 Green Iguana
0.0.1 Pac Man Frog
0.2.0 Albino African Clawed Frog
1.0.0 BIG Golden Retriever 105 lbs


