Frodo

Iain

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Howdy all.

I have a new member of the family to introduce to you so please raise your glasses to my wee boy Frodo (9 wks old Veiled Chameleon).

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He is so tiny compared to my big fella Ziggy and I have made the mistake of trying to handle him (my damn inexperience again) from day one so I will leave him be for the next two weeks which I should have done from the start apparently.
The most I usually see of him is two googly eyes popping up over the top of some of his vivarium plants and he eats like a horse.
 
He's growing fast as is my older boy Ziggy. I love the both of them to bits but I still have a wee cry now and again over my wee baby Fiona (my first Veiled Chameleon - she had an op to be spayed and free her from 47 eggs but her wee body just couldn't handle the op).
Frodo will eat anything that comes near him but he's not too keen on being handle whereas Ziggy literally shakes his Vivarium door to get out and sit on my shoulder.
 
The offspring of Godzilla continues to thrive

The wee guy ain't so "wee" anymore and is rapidly needing a new vivarium which I have but just out of hospital after having a plate screwed onto my collar bone (broke it during Karate training) so his bigger home is on hold at the mo.
Once again I was just sitting watching him and Ziggy do their thing and there was something not right about Frodo and especially his right eye and it really bugged me. So off to the vet we went where once again the whole place came to a standstill when Frodo made an appearance. He got examined and it transpired he is virtually blind in the right eye as there was little to no reaction to any stimulus. To say I was gutted would be an understatement as I thought it was something I had/hadn't done but the vet assured me it as congenital and he would have been like this since birth. Still didn't make me feel any better TBH and to see him you wouldn't know there were any issues as he still eats me out of house and home and is thriving. If he was out in the wild he wouldn't have stood a chance.
I suppose the moral of this wee story is that we know our pets better than anyone and we can see an issue straight away when someone else wouldn't notice.
Still reminds me of the first time I took Ziggy to the vet and there were five vets waiting to see him, three of which had finished their shifts hours ago but none of them had ever seen a Chameleon before (apart from Emma who is the local vet reptile specialist) and of course the green one lapped up the attention.
 
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