Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Trina-Belle: Iguana, vicious hunter of cut bananas, roomate.




So I have a four foot long common green iguana.

She's how I got my last girlfriend, so I don't think it's a bad thing.
She eats bananas, spinach, cauliflower, broccolli, and ferrets, if she could.

At my last apartment, she spent about half the time in her cage, the other half atop the radiators where she took her meals. Towards the end, she was actually using the bathroom for a bathroom. Hitting the toilet would have taken a little more training.

Now she sleeps in my room, on my pillow if I'd let her. She'll have to settle for the carpet with a space heater.

The reason is, the basement, even with heat, is too damn cold for a wire cage. I had glass cut to insulate it, but not only did I measure wrong, but the company left everything an inch too wide.

So until I get the cage set up, I have a roomate, and her name is Trina, named after a rapper of subtelty and tact: The Baddest Bitch.

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