08/07/2025
I cuddled a dead lizard today. I sat in my car before going into the vet's office to drop Darwin off for cremation and just held her and cried. She lived longer than we thought she would, but not as long as she deserved.
I let out deep, heaving sobs. The kind that take your breath and only accompany deep grief. I held her and gave her all the affection and snuggles she would have HATED if she was still alive. I loved her so much, even when she was being an as***le. I always gave her her space, especially as she got older and less and less happy with physical affection. But in this moment I held her.
We have a lot of animals here that aren't affectionate and we just love them the way they are, but before I let her go, I gave her the deepest, tightest hugs I could muster. I needed to.
I cried into her, and I told her how much I loved her. How important she was to me. How glad I am that she came when she did, and how, by being the beginning of this rescue, she helped lead to the rescue of hundreds of animals that otherwise may not have had a chance. I told her that few iguanas have the impact on the world that she did and that I'd miss her forever. I don't even know why I took the picture other than to remember the time I got to hold her as long as I wanted.
I didnt attach a fundraiser to the post where I announced her passing because I didn't wanna seem like I was capitalizing on her death, but a few people have asked how they can donate in her memory, so I'm going to leave one here. Please don't feel obligated.
I don't know what I'd be doing if she hadn't come along, but tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and do what I've been doing since she came - rescue animals that have a harder time finding rescues. Iguanas. Monitors. Large snakes. Whatever comes along that needs me. And I am gonna do it in Darwin's honor.