She was the most beautiful, fascinating creature I've ever had the privilege
to share my life with. It took me two years to win her trust, but after
that, she became my friend and companion - going to school classes and shows
to demonstrate that lizards can be more than, well, just scaly things.
She was curious about everything. She accepted petting with grace and
dignity. She liked to sniff flowers. She'd do almost anything for a kitty
treat! I miss her terribly.
Isis was my "demo" lizard. Although I called her my "Nile monster", she
was anything but. She was very tame, and I could feed her cat treats out of
my hand. (Yes, I still have all my fingers!) She seemed to like going to
shows and school classes to meet new people, and she always checked to see if
anyone brought her a mouse. She seemed to think she deserved all the attention.
(She did!) When I was going to take her someplace, I'd put her carrier on the
floor and open the door; then, when I put her down on the floor, she'd climb
right in and settle down, ready for the trip. She was a real trooper.
Isis died of liver failure the day before Easter, 1999. May she rest in
Are you still out there?
Hey! Just how close are you gonna get with that camera, anyway?