I'm really so sorry.
How could you know? You hear two months old and you think they are well established the way a puppy or kitten would be.
I believe I tracked down your breeder when you first posted about Lucki and gave him a piece of my mind. There were a quite a few people who showed up with panther babies around the same time you did. I was horrified anyone would sell something so small and delicate to people with no experience. I expected them all to die. I just couldn't believe someone could be so heartless--not caring about the little creatures they produced and not caring about the heartache the new owners were going to go through trying to keep tiny babies alive when they had zero experience and likely not the right set up.
The "breeder's" response--and I use the term "breeder" loosely since this was their one and only clutch from their first two chameleons they've owned that they've since gotten rid of--was that people like you should have done more research. I was disgusted s/he could be so cavalier with your money, your emotions and the lives of those tiny babies. I was angry that first experience into the joys of chameleons for most if not all of his buyers would be one of heartbreak.
I'm really sorry. From your description, this baby was in trouble before you picked him up. Babies that small that get into trouble almost always die. They are just too small to treat. They don't have the margin for error that a bigger animal has. Everything was stacked against you and Lucki.
Don't give up on chameleons. Find a reputable breeder who will sell you a well-started young animal who will give you support if you need it, who will make sure you have what you need. There are several panther breeders sponsors on this web site. I know one I feel confident to recommend who has something now although you might not be ready.. Don't be afraid to ship--it is really a nothing event for the baby. When I ship my babies off, I pack them up around dinner time and drive them to the FedEx beside the airport. They just got to sleep. Their new owners pick them up from the FedEx Ship Center early the next morning and they don't miss a beat.
Grieve and then get yourself a new baby to enjoy.
I'm certain that the person you contacted was not the breeder I got Lucki from. This guy (we will call him "John") appeared very professional and legitimate. When I arrived, John had Lucki packed up in his little container with his paper towel and cage. After a brief FAQ session, he asked if I would like to see Lucki's dad, I said yes, thinking he was going to bring out one reptile or lead me to a corner of his warehouse with two pet panthers. We go into the back and I see rows and rows of professional looking cages. A hundred animals, fifty dissimilar males, all sorts of colors. Ambanja, Nosy Be, Ambilobe, Ankaramy. Fifty peach ladies grouped together with their bins, everyone in a separate cage. The warehouse was spotless and odorless.. I heard one cricket chirp. The floor was clean, and the cages nearly pristine. I saw one small baby cage with at least one other tiny baby in it, but I only peered in for a second. I mentioned how impressed I was and how I had no idea that this was where I was going to end up and said something like "I feel like 30% of Chameleons must come from you or something, hahah.." to which he responded "Haha.. I actually think I am the third largest breeder in the country". Not sure if that's accurate or not, but he said he sells wholesale and to other breeders/sellers, at expos, etc. He told me he will have eggs all year long now; that's a lot of eggs and certainly they aren't all getting picked up by people like me.
So, he is a real breeder. He seemed to take excellent care of his animals and take pride in his craft.
Here's where it gets weird... I told him that Lucki had died. He seemed like a nice guy and was offering support and answering questions *up until* I told him Lucki's eye shut. So, after reading all these posts and living without a Cham for even just these past few
days, I am already really missing it. I've partially accepted that yes, I will get another. So John finally responds about Lucki dying and says he can offer me another male babe (after it grows up a bit) for half the price of what I paid for Lucki (his guarantee is 14 days) or I can have a medium female. Since I have zero interest in adding eggs to this gigantic equation, I decline that. He *also* says that he does not lie about age (I told him the vet predicted he was 3-4 weeks) and that Lucki was really 3-4 months as he claimed and that he was my tiny dude because the smallest are always sold last since people always pick the big ones first. THEN he tells me he can give me a three week old if I want. THREE WEEKS! I said "I feel like that's sort of young for me, don't you?" and he sounded really confident that I would be able to keep this one alive no problem.
(I also feel I should clarify that I did not inquire about a new babe, he just tried to rectify and create solutions on his own. I'm not even certain that I should get another babe from him.)
So, now my feelings are hugely mixed.. I really don't know what to believe with Lucki's age.. I feel like Lucki HAD to be less than a month old if he would offer me a three week old now, right? Like that sounds like just about the worst idea for me ever, doesn't it? Also, how can you have such a beautiful and professional setup in such great shape and not care about the welfare/future of the animals you've bred yourself? I'm not certain if I understood correctly, but it sounded as if I could get a three week old replacement or a lady for free, but would have to pay (half price) for a cham that was older. It's quite possible that all options were half price, but I don't really feel like it was about money. I really have no idea what to think. (I also have no idea what age/size others get their chams at or even where.)
What are your thoughts on all of this?
Also, jajeanpierre, I do not want to post the breeder name or info here or publicly anywhere right now, but if you'd really like to know, you can PM me.
Attaching a photo of just a fraction of the cages I saw.