Well, I've now had Ozzy for over a year - and I can officially relate to being an "iguana slave". Food, poop, bath. More food, more poop, more bath. It's a chore alright. Luckily for me he doesn't poop all over the place like some others do, but his attitude definitely leaves a lot to be desired. He's sort of starting to come around on the trust front, I think, but he sure is a moody and territorial SOB. Most of the time he still just wants to kill me. I do believe he was "in-season" around last June/July, so we'll see if he turns into the antichrist again this summer... Unfortunately between the attitude, the claw sharpness, and the 20 grit sandpaper like foot pads, I don't handle him nearly as much as I should. I still need to find some long thin leather gloves so I can handle him more often without bloodshed. His house is 4x4x6ft tall, and I plan on adding another 2 ft to the width this winter, hoping that it might help with his attitude some. Plus, he'll be able to look out the window in the backyard at all times for some more entertainment.