My aunt and Uncle came up the other day and witnessed for themselves just how nasty my Iguana, Caicos, can be to me.
Don't get me wrong - she is a real sweetheart, but only when she WANTS to be. The rest of the time she greets me with mouth agape, hissing, lunging, whipping....
I think it's my fault for spoiling her rotten all her life.
Oh well. Cest' la vai.
