MissLissa
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After about 6 months of research, I finally picked up my first chameleon this week; a 3 month old captive bred male Furcifer pardalis (Ambilobe). While he is my first cham, I am by no means new to reptile care 
His name is Vladislav, and he is probably the most confident cham I have ever met. The very first day home he pounded back 10 tiny crickets, and he hasn't stopped since. From my fingers, from a cup, hunting them down like a tiny stone-cold insect assassin... he don't care as long as they end up in his belly. He confidently drinks out of a syringe (as well as from his dripper and after mistings), and will even grab the tip of the syringe in his mitten-hand to hold it still. His screen enclosure is densely planted (live and fake) but he is very rarely hidden; he is too busy hunting down his crickets, silkworms and BSFL. Obviously I'm not handling him, but he has already figured out that human=crickets (did I mention he has an appetite?). He charges the door as soon as I approach his cage; if he was a bit faster I think he'd be a pretty good escape artist.
I'm super happy with him; all my previous reptiles have been sickly rehomed critters from the exotic animal clinic I worked at, and every one was a nightmare to get healthy and eating/drinking properly. While cham care is no picnic, comparatively Vladislav has been a breeze. Well, for the first week, anyways. I've probably cursed myself, now.
I'll put up one pics once I size them down some. He is unreasonably adorable.
HOWEVER: Does/did anyone else constantly stress the first while after they got their chameleon? I've taken care of some very delicate species (at home and at work) and never batted an eye, but with this guy I'm constantly worried he's just going to drop dead. I mean, he shows no sign of it- exactly the opposite, really- but I'm always worrying that his dripper went dry while I'm at work, or the crickets are all hiding and he can't find any, etc etc etc. Am I nuts? Anyone else feel this way?
His name is Vladislav, and he is probably the most confident cham I have ever met. The very first day home he pounded back 10 tiny crickets, and he hasn't stopped since. From my fingers, from a cup, hunting them down like a tiny stone-cold insect assassin... he don't care as long as they end up in his belly. He confidently drinks out of a syringe (as well as from his dripper and after mistings), and will even grab the tip of the syringe in his mitten-hand to hold it still. His screen enclosure is densely planted (live and fake) but he is very rarely hidden; he is too busy hunting down his crickets, silkworms and BSFL. Obviously I'm not handling him, but he has already figured out that human=crickets (did I mention he has an appetite?). He charges the door as soon as I approach his cage; if he was a bit faster I think he'd be a pretty good escape artist.
I'm super happy with him; all my previous reptiles have been sickly rehomed critters from the exotic animal clinic I worked at, and every one was a nightmare to get healthy and eating/drinking properly. While cham care is no picnic, comparatively Vladislav has been a breeze. Well, for the first week, anyways. I've probably cursed myself, now.
I'll put up one pics once I size them down some. He is unreasonably adorable.
HOWEVER: Does/did anyone else constantly stress the first while after they got their chameleon? I've taken care of some very delicate species (at home and at work) and never batted an eye, but with this guy I'm constantly worried he's just going to drop dead. I mean, he shows no sign of it- exactly the opposite, really- but I'm always worrying that his dripper went dry while I'm at work, or the crickets are all hiding and he can't find any, etc etc etc. Am I nuts? Anyone else feel this way?