Furry fluff balls overheating

A week of over 40 degrees in Melbourne… Well this leaves us with mixed feelings in our household. Our reptiles think they are in heaven and it is always the most active and playful time of the year. However, our triple coated Siberian cats are definitely not as keen!

We leave them with ice blocks, ice packs, water to climb in as well as water to drink and they cope fairly well but they also become inventive themselves.

Last night one of our lovely kitties found the coolest part of our house… Luckily it was dirty washing not freshly washed!

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Everyone take care of your lovely pets in the heat!!

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When a bearded dragon thinks you are food

“Dogs never bite me. Just humans.”
― Marilyn Monroe

We have had heat lamp issues in our house recently. Both the snake and the lizard’s heat lamps blew. Now it has been fairly warm so we didn’t worry too much but only have one spare. The snake is more ‘fragile’ in relation to the cold and the lizard has a heat rock so the snake won.

This left us with one very nice, happy and warm snake but one slightly chilly lizard. He has been sitting on his heat rock fairly regularly and I have been being a lovely mother and regularly getting him out so he can have body warmth until we can go and buy another lamp.

This leads us to the issue we had yesterday. He generally loves sitting on my chest, a little like a broach (typical man) he just treats it like a shelf for him to sit on. This is a usual habit and easy for me as it leaves me hands free to do whatever else I like. Yesterday however, I was wearing a t-shirt with a shiny yellow batman symbol on it. I didn’t even think about this, but to him… My goodness… Blew his mind!

First he refused to sit on it and kept running either up onto my shoulder or down into my hands, then when he finally stopped and sat there. He was dead still. Unusual for him. Then puffed out his beard, at this point I was beginning to understand and then he attempted to eat the yellow design…. Hmm… Turns out my lizard thought that my breasts were edible…. Guess who went straight back into his enclosure.

Note to self. Do not wear that top while handling Daeny again!

Human versus lizard

“I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.”
― Winston Churchill

Well Winston, I don’t know about pigs but that can certainly be said for reptiles! Now as seasoned reptile owners, onto our third addition now, we consider ourselves to be experts on the subject. Well as much experts on reptiles as our reptiles consider that they are on us anyway! We have taken to naming our reptiles after royalty. Mainly due to their innate belief that they rule the world. Us included. We may supply their food. We may pick them up and hold them. They most certainly tolerate us and our bizarre antics with them but you get the distinct feeling that they always are looking at you as if ‘this is the food bringer…. The house cleaner and a giver of warmth…. Yes on this occasion I shall tolerate [enter whatever we are trying to get them to do at the time!]’

Our lizard, Daeny, named after the Karlessi, Daenerys Targaryn from GOT, the most epic fantasy monarch ever, is quite a character. The other day we went on an adventure. I thought, being the lovely owner that I was, I would take her outside to have a play on the grass in the sunlight. He however, was not 100% keen on that idea.

First, getting him out of the enclosure… He went entirely black, beard puffed out and mouth wide open trying to eat any finger unwise enough to make it’s way too closely in that vicinity! With some strategically placed carrot (being shoved in the wide open mouth every time he went to eat my finger) I managed to pick him up. Suddenly, he remembered that I was a bringer of warmth and smoothed himself out flat in my warm hand. OK human 1, lizard 0.

Next we go outside, as I go to gently place him on the grass I get a very distinct disapproval. As if he would like to move from the warm, breathing thing to the cold green stuff. After several attempts, multiple scratches on my hands and arms, I gave in and laid on the grass with him laying on me, for him to rest in the sunlight. Human 1, Lizard 1.

Well turns out a adolescent lizard is in fact a worthy adversary to a 20 something educated woman. Well, we will battle another day Daeny! I will one day take home the title!

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Meet the crew

So after much procrastination I am finally starting my own blog. My husband and I have a bizarre mixture of crazy animals and have always done so. Between the two of us across our lifetimes we have had a great many dogs, cats, sheep, horses, chickens, ducks, a cockatoo, a tawny frog mouth, snakes and a bearded dragon. At the present time we have four members in our little crew and we get up to some bizarre situations! So I present below… BB’s crazy menagerie!

Meet Daeny (AKA – Daenerys)

The Bearded Dragon

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We first got Daenerys about a year ago. Being a bearded dragon we called our new addition ‘Daenerys.’ From Game of Thrones…. Because she is a dragon… Get it?… hehe. This blog will undoubtedly have lots of Game of Thrones references. Might need to get used to it!

For those of you who don’t know much about bearded dragons, or ‘Beardie’s’ as they are affectionately termed, you can’t tell their gender until they grow closer to maturity. However, after about a month of awkwardly saying “it,” “they” and “them” we decided that we had a 50/50 chance so would just guess and label it a ‘she’. In a story for another day we recently discovered our error, she is in fact a he. Good thing the nickname “Daeny” works for both genders!

Meet Lizzy (AKA – Elisabeth)

The Olive Python

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We have a pattern to name our snakes after royalty. It seems to suit them and the attitude of their belief that they are the complete center of their world. Lizzy is a lovely snake, bought from a baby at a small 30cms long and now 15 months later measures in at 1 meter 39cms in length!

Meet Bertie and Zelda

Siberian Forest Cats

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Bertie and Zelda are our newest acquisitions, 10 month old siblings and full of life and hilarious habits. Bertie is a true lover of attention and people, a massive acrobat and full of beans. Zelda is less keen on people and cuddles but we can rarely take a step without her under our feet and she is fast, as in Speedy Gonzales fast! They are cats that enjoy water, chewing, eating their toys (actually eating the entire toys that is) and having what my other half refers to as a “mad” where they chase each other around the house a billion miles an hour. They keep us well and truly entertained!

So that is all for my first blog post. Please feel free to leave comments as I am just starting out. Enjoy!