Oh, don't get me started. I could talk you ear off about the antics of iguanas in general, and mine in partucluar. everything from attacking mirrors because they don't like the "other" iguana to deliberately crapping on their owner's bedsheets because they didn't like what the owner did to them, like change the carpeting.

If I do start for real, I'd end up writing a novel, so I'd better not.

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