My husband doesn't care for my chams like I do but he also knows how having an interest in chameleons literally saved my life after I was involved in a couple car accidents within a 2 month period and had a miscarriage as a result. I was put on heavy painkillers to deal with pain, started drinking and had no interest in getting out of bed during the day. Along came my first veiled chameleon, Karma! How can one spend all day in bed drunk and stoned when one has someone that is relying on you for survival? I really do owe my life to my chameleon's and hubby knows that. Thats why he'll make me custom cages, take detours on the way home from work so he can buy me fresh feeders and he has the patience to listen when I'm facing a chameleon conundrum and most of all, he doesn't bitch when I buy new supplies, which lately seems to be all the time! He's happy that I'm happy - thats all he cares about. My kids on the other hand....they think I'm craaaaazy like a fox!