My Babies

Jun 16, 2008 19:47

My babies need a home. I can't afford to give them the proper terrarium they need. Rob thinks I'm going way too overboard with what the iggy's need. He's being a proper ass. Fuck tard. I don't get angry at him for so many things. But I'm pist at him for rolling around in his ignorance thinking that letting Izzy [pussy. couldn't keep his name Ian. fag.] run around and or keeping them pent up anywhere is an equal evil. So make them a bigger terrarium where they can SEE things, look at things, be stimulated. Have heat CONSTANTLY. Because it's totally healthy for an iggy to run around your air conditioned room that's having the moisture sucked from the air and freezing his little tropical body to death.

it really does make me want to cry.

and what the fuck is it with this crying shit.? when the fuck do i ever cry so consistantly? damn it.

anyhow. A woman my father works with is willing to take my babies. But she has so many other animals. ohGr isn't tamed yet. Little Foot is perfectly sized for the glass tank right now, but it's so small for ohGr. If they're just going to be transfered to her in the same tank, will stay in the same tank, [and their growth DOES get stunted. fuck tard.] I'd rather keep them. I'm sure being an animal lover she'd adore them, but they're my babies. I'm only giving them up to someone who can take better care, provide them a proper enclosure, keep up the proper meals, feeding and lighting schedules. Iguanas are worse than children! But so worth it. I don't want to give them away if they're going to be in an environment like what I can provide. At least they recognize me. ohGr knows her name. She looks at me when I say it. I love them. Loosing them, would hurt just as much as all this bull shit with Rob does.
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