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04-14-2006, 01:24 PM
Lizard Birthing Story

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet
including toilet-flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below
will have you laughing out LOUD!

Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to
the vet.

Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was
"something wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in
his room.

"He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious,
Dad. Can you help?"

I put my best lizard-healer statement on my face and followed him
into his bedroom. One of the little lizards was! Indeed lying on his
looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do.

"Honey," I called, "come look at the lizard!"

"Oh my gosh," my wife diagnosed after a minute. "She's having

"What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert and Ernie, Mom!"
I was equally outraged.

"Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to
reproduce," I accused my wife.

"Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she

(I actually think she said this sarcastically!)

"No, but you were supposed to get two boys!" I reminded her, (in my
most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth together).

"Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed.

"Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know," she
informed me.

(again wi th the sarcasm, you think?)

By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going

I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it.

"Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience, I announced.
"We're about to witness the miracle of birth."

"Oh, gross!" they shrieked.

"Well, isn't THAT just great! What are we going to do with a litter
of tiny little lizard babies?" my wife wanted to know.

(I really do think she was being snotty here, too. Don't you?)

We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a
tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later.

"We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted.

"It's breech," my wife whispered, horrified.

"Do something, Dad!" my son urged.

"Okay, okay." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when
it next appeared, giving it a gingerly tug. It disappeared. I tried
more ti mes with the same results.

"Should I call 911," my eldest daughter wanted to know. "Maybe they
could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the
females in my house?)

"Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly.

We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap.

"Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged.

"I don't think lizards do Lamaze," his mother noted to him.

(Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to
me is one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for God's sake.)

The Vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the
little animal through a magnifying glass.

"What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested scientifically.

"Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may I
speak to you privately for a moment?" I gulped, nodding for my son to
step outside.

"Is Ernie going to be okay ?" my wife asked.

"Oh, perfectly," the Vet assured us. "This lizard is not in labor.
In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen... Ernie is a boy. You see,
Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity,
like most male species, they um....um....masturbate. Just the way

he did, lying on his back." He blushed, glancing at my wife. "Well,

you know! what I' m saying, Mr. Cameron."

We were silent, absorbing this.

"So Ernie's just...just... excited," my wife of fered.

"Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood.

More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle, and
giggle and then even laugh loudly.

"What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the
woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless
manliness. Tears were now running down her face. "It' s just...that...

I'm picturing you pulling on its ... its...teeny little..." She gasped
for more air to bellow in laughter once more.

"That's enough," I warned. We thanked the Vet and hurriedly bundled
the lizards and our son back into the car. He was glad everything was
going to be okay.

"I know Ernie's really thankful for what you've done, Dad," he told

"Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter.

2 Lizards - $140...

1 Cage - $50.....

Trip to the Vet - $30...

Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's wacker.....Priceless

04-14-2006, 03:53 PM
Man, that is great, kudos on "helping relieve" your lizard. :wink: By the way, what kind of "lizards" are these? Most species don't take kindly to having two males together... just wondering.

04-14-2006, 08:43 PM
its pretty irrelevant, but most lizards lay eggs rather than give birth to live young. Just so you know. :wink: