How to care for lizards and reptiles

You can bet your lovable lizard that reptiles are fun, but you need to do your homework first.

By Shelly Sanders Greer

This story was originally titled "Get a Little Critter-Crazy on the Home Front" in the September 2009 issue. Subscribe to Canadian Living today and never miss an issue!

I must have had a momentary lapse of reason. When my eight-year-old son, Ian, asked me for the millionth time if he could have a lizard for his birthday, I finally said yes.

Normally, I would have done some research before committing myself, and the rest of the family, to becoming reptile owners. Normally, I would have discussed this decision with my pragmatic husband. But I simply looked into my youngest child's pleading green eyes and told him that yes, he could have a lizard. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. (Truth be told, I had run out of excuses about why he couldn't have one.)

"I wonder what kind of lizard I should get," Ian said as soon as I had given in.

What breed should we get?

Good! I thought, seizing the opportunity to delay the purchase. "Use the Internet to find out about different breeds," I told him. "Look at what they eat, the care they need and their sizes. Write down all the information and then we'll decide."

I breathed a sigh of relief. I was being a responsible future reptile owner, making sure we did our homework. But most of all, I knew there was no way Ian would gather this information quickly. Especially with two older sisters who had dibs on the computer for homework.

"Ian, here's a great site about lizards," offered Bethany, my suddenly, surprisingly helpful 12-year-old, who overheard me talking to Ian. My glowering gaze was lost on the ambitious duo, who were scrolling down a page of lizard photos.

"A lizard?" asked 14-year-old Amanda, when she got home from school. "That's disgusting. I'm moving out."

Amanda stomped up to her room and slammed her door shut. Maybe Steve, my husband, has a secret soft spot for lizards, I hoped. Maybe he's harbouring a desire for a reptile.

"Mom said I could get a lizard!" Ian announced to his dad as soon as he walked in the door. The incredulous look on Steve's face assured me that he had never thought about owning a reptile.

"And they all eat live crickets!" Ian exclaimed, his eyes shining.

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