So this summer my little brother Dallas lived with my parents,
and so did his pet iguana, MJ.
and so did his pet iguana, MJ.
He is not my only brother to have had an iguana.
My older brother Dalton had an iguana, too when we were growing up. His name was Brett. I remember him bathing Brett. And I remember us letting Brett play in the front yard under a laundry basket. One time Brett escaped and "luckily" my cat Bianca was out with us and "caught" Brett. Brett was unharmed, and he hadn't gotten away, so we all breathed a sigh of relief!
Dallas' iguana fascinates my boys.
My dad is super brave and will hold her.
My mom and I will not!
My mom and I will not!
Wyatt wasn't so sure about this strange reptile.
We enjoyed seeing her this summer, and I enjoyed the opportunity to teach the boys about cold blooded animals, about MJ hanging out in the window or under her heat lamp for warmth, and showing them the vegetables she liked to eat.
Also, she's just really pretty to look at!
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