The Iguana ran off after a while. Perhaps he didnt like being photographed while eating dinner.
Too bad, it was payback for earlier when I looked outside the window during my shower and he was staring at me from the tree.
Before long there were two more Iguanas happily snapping at the remains of a jurassic-sized avocado. These guys are not polite diners; they are messy and gross and like watching a cross between a chicken and a dinosaur. My mother intends to become their alpha.
Iguanas are so punk rock with their mohawks. DKð€ð
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