Emily’s Musings

Hannah loves to see the wildlife surrounding us. We don’t have to go far to see much of it. Often times, we enjoy iguanas and geckos on our patio. The goats are usually seen eating our trees and running and jumping on rocks behind our house. A few days ago, our dogs, (who are ALWAYS on animal watch - they are so bossy about “their property” when it comes to wild animals . . .) were barking. YES, THEY BARKED. This most certainly caught my attention because I forgot my dogs knew how to bark. They ran out to the patio and barked at the “thing” they didn’t approve of. Here it is:

Poor Iguana Dude. Not only is he stuck on a wall that is too slick for his pointer claws, but my dogs are telling him off for trespassing. Hannah must have thought the Iguana was fun because she giggled and clapped her hands when she saw him. She was ready to run up and give it a big hug and a kiss because it “was probably friendly, soft and cuddly,” like our dogs. Right?

I informed her that the Iguana was stuck, and the dogs were NOT helping it move any faster by barking at it. I sent the dogs inside the house (the Iguana had been tormented and pressured enough to get his buns moving) and Hannah then informed me, “gecko, STUCK!!!” I had to tell her that this particular strange, scaly, rough, not snuggly thing, was in fact an Iguana. This is a gecko:

See, they really are different. Hannah informed everyone she saw that day that the “guana” was “STUCK!!!” Not only did she use her “outside” voice when saying stuck, (in case you were deaf) she actually signed the word stuck, in case you went deaf in the process of her explaining the Iguana’s problems.