I caught one once by dressing an orphan in a cricket suit. He was hunted down by a lion chameleon. As I saw his tongue ready to snap, I swooped down from the jungle canopy , hogtied him with his own tongue & dragged him out of the woods slung over my back. Still have him today....... Just kidding, good luck
Every now and then a chameleon must leave it’s home to help save it. Some chameleons are taken from the wild, treated for parasites, fed like kings, live a worry and stress free life being spoiled rotten. If really lucky, they get to have a mate and successfully reproduce, which is their primary purpose. The owner and chameleon enjoy a symbiotic relationship, where the owner gets to share the life of a delicate and wonderful creature, and the chameleon gets a servant caretaker and body guard. When more humans come to know and admire the chameleon, the world might be spared just one tiny bit more from habitat destruction and wonton disregard for all the mysterious creatures that still live there.