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I leave early for my job and I finally got my wife to a point where she is now comfortable taking Ted out of his enclosure in the morning to go to the bathroom. I recently converted a spare closet into a sort of jungle gym/bathroom where I lay out a piece of brown paper I cut fresh from a roll every day. Since a baby he has learned pretty well that paper is bathroom and that continues to get better as time goes on. This past month my tegu wakes up relatively early, but also goes to bed early, oftentimes before 11 a.m. He does, however, eat every day and go to the bathroom regularly, so I didn't really think brumation was a thing. He also has been shedding frequently, very cleanly. He is still in a 4x2 that he is generally outgrowing, though it is not crazy as I have redesigned his enclosure with multiple levels which gave him more space than he had in the past.
Anyhow, I came home from work today and it looked like a tornado in there, sand/substrate/water ALL OVER the place, wet everywhere from the flopping in his water and he was up against the glass clawing at it like he was about to be eaten by a bear. The glass was barely see through as he had gotten so much mud and sand on it that it really made me wonder what the heck he was doing. He didn't eat a lot of his food today, which is unusual, and so I took him out to let him get whatever the hell it was he had going on in his mind out of him. I put him on the floor to let him roam the kitchen a bit and he ran away faster than I have seen him run, though I still went by him and picked him up, largely pretending nothing was fooling me. I put him on my shoulder, pet him, played with his tail like I often do, and rubbed his mini jowls like any other day. Aside from wanting to be held, I figured today was the first day he might decide to eat my finger - didn't happen.
Anyway, after a bit of roaming and attempts at running away from me on tile, I put him back in his closet where he proceeded to bury himself in a clean pair of coveralls I keep at the top of his jungle gym to explore. He chose the sleeve, which gave me time to remodel the main hide/burrow side I haven't had time to remodel since he is always sleeping when I get home. With him pouting in the closet I spent a good hour laying out patio bricks and building a nice large spot for him to sleep in and really create more space for a few more months - I hope. When I went to fish him out of the sleeve he was obviously comfortable and kept spinning around to the other side playing his usual hiding in clothes games. I figured when I put him back he would immediately go to sleep due to it being way past his bedtime...nope. He laid out basking until 3pm and took several large pieces of fish from tongs like the little baby he is.
Having said that, has anybody experienced anything random like this? Initially I thought guberty was kicking in, but there was no type of aggression whatsoever. He and I have a good relationship at this point and my thought is that perhaps it is guberty and he just knows I am not one to put up with his **** so his first attempt didn't work. Add onto that that his little dirty enclosure trick only netted him an even sweeter pad a while later. Just thought I'd share and add to the discussion.
Happy New Year, everybody.
Anyhow, I came home from work today and it looked like a tornado in there, sand/substrate/water ALL OVER the place, wet everywhere from the flopping in his water and he was up against the glass clawing at it like he was about to be eaten by a bear. The glass was barely see through as he had gotten so much mud and sand on it that it really made me wonder what the heck he was doing. He didn't eat a lot of his food today, which is unusual, and so I took him out to let him get whatever the hell it was he had going on in his mind out of him. I put him on the floor to let him roam the kitchen a bit and he ran away faster than I have seen him run, though I still went by him and picked him up, largely pretending nothing was fooling me. I put him on my shoulder, pet him, played with his tail like I often do, and rubbed his mini jowls like any other day. Aside from wanting to be held, I figured today was the first day he might decide to eat my finger - didn't happen.
Anyway, after a bit of roaming and attempts at running away from me on tile, I put him back in his closet where he proceeded to bury himself in a clean pair of coveralls I keep at the top of his jungle gym to explore. He chose the sleeve, which gave me time to remodel the main hide/burrow side I haven't had time to remodel since he is always sleeping when I get home. With him pouting in the closet I spent a good hour laying out patio bricks and building a nice large spot for him to sleep in and really create more space for a few more months - I hope. When I went to fish him out of the sleeve he was obviously comfortable and kept spinning around to the other side playing his usual hiding in clothes games. I figured when I put him back he would immediately go to sleep due to it being way past his bedtime...nope. He laid out basking until 3pm and took several large pieces of fish from tongs like the little baby he is.
Having said that, has anybody experienced anything random like this? Initially I thought guberty was kicking in, but there was no type of aggression whatsoever. He and I have a good relationship at this point and my thought is that perhaps it is guberty and he just knows I am not one to put up with his **** so his first attempt didn't work. Add onto that that his little dirty enclosure trick only netted him an even sweeter pad a while later. Just thought I'd share and add to the discussion.
Happy New Year, everybody.
