You know…the ducks were one thing…but reptiles are a bridge too far.
I found this guy while gardening. He/she crawled right into my hand. Luckily I have a 13-yr old niece who is wild about reptiles (and has a bearded dragon). I texted her a photo, she told me it was a chameleon. Clearly well taken care of and very, very lost.
I’ve canvassed the neighborhood, feeling stupid, asking anyone if they lost a chameleon. I put a notice on NextDoor, where someone kindly informed me that there is a CO Reptile Humane Society here in town. I’ve contacted them and hopefully soon this poor thing will be in better hands than mine.
He/she is molting, so stress is probably not what it needs. For now, its in the bathroom in a plastic tote (probably the same one Penelope hung out in the kitchen) with some things to make it comfortable.
Its sweet, but I know nothing about reptile, except how to remove a snake from my hallway and escort it outside.
My life. It is weird.
ETA: Rescue contacted me and we are headed over there to drop off the little cutie. He/she will be safe now.