Daenerys
Mother of Dragons
So, there was a thread about a month back about how my boyfriend's roommates found a little brown snake that had managed to find a way into the apartment, and they were blaming Brandon for it saying it was his snake (And it was NOT). Because of that we had to have our friend house our animals for a little while. Well, we have been working on bringing them all back to the apartment (secretly, of course) and we had finally gotten everyone back except for our two lizards, Tatzu and the armadillo lizard. Tatzu was just a baby and seemed a bit stressed about the move to a new place, so I asked that they keep a close eye on him and make sure he eats properly and doesn't get sick. They said they would, and they have 6 bearded dragons of their own so I figured they know what they're doing.
However, a few days ago I thought he appeared to be getting skinny. I told them so, and asked that they make sure he eats something. They said they would. This morning I wake up to a text message saying that I better come take him back because he isn't looking too good and I may have to syringe feed him some food. I dug out a corner of the room for him (this apartment is just SO crowded) and bought everything I needed (new tank, screen lid, baby food and some leafy greens) but when I get over there I am informed that Tatzu is in fact dead. :'(
I was devastated, bawled my eyes out all the way home. I hate that my little baby had to go and die because I wasn't there to take care of him. I should have brought him home the moment I realized he was looking skinnier than usual. But I thought I could trust them to take care of him, and help him if he started looking sick. Instead they just call me and tell me to do it...but I was half an hour away, I just couldn't get there fast enough :'(
This was just like what happened yesterday. I was at the Raleigh Reptile and Exotic Animal show and I saw a guy with a bin full of baby tegus. There was one that looked incredibly thin and lethargic, so I asked the guy if I could take him to try and save his life. The poor thing died JUST as I walked in and was preparing to get him some water. Didn't even get a chance to try and save his life. So, two deaths in one weekend. Quite depressing...
Tatzu:
However, a few days ago I thought he appeared to be getting skinny. I told them so, and asked that they make sure he eats something. They said they would. This morning I wake up to a text message saying that I better come take him back because he isn't looking too good and I may have to syringe feed him some food. I dug out a corner of the room for him (this apartment is just SO crowded) and bought everything I needed (new tank, screen lid, baby food and some leafy greens) but when I get over there I am informed that Tatzu is in fact dead. :'(
I was devastated, bawled my eyes out all the way home. I hate that my little baby had to go and die because I wasn't there to take care of him. I should have brought him home the moment I realized he was looking skinnier than usual. But I thought I could trust them to take care of him, and help him if he started looking sick. Instead they just call me and tell me to do it...but I was half an hour away, I just couldn't get there fast enough :'(
This was just like what happened yesterday. I was at the Raleigh Reptile and Exotic Animal show and I saw a guy with a bin full of baby tegus. There was one that looked incredibly thin and lethargic, so I asked the guy if I could take him to try and save his life. The poor thing died JUST as I walked in and was preparing to get him some water. Didn't even get a chance to try and save his life. So, two deaths in one weekend. Quite depressing...
Tatzu: