My son and his family lost their pet iguana yesterday. Though not one of my favorite pets, they loved him dearly and took such good care of him. He was 11 years old and a big boy. Here's a photo of him:
The also had a cage outside for him and on warm days, he'd enjoy the sunshine. He could turn the most gorgeous colors...copper, metallic green, a mustardly mix. I would never touch him, but I sure did enjoy seeing him. RIP Spikey! I would guess that he was about 3' from nose to tail.
This is today's sketch challenge on splitcoaststampers.