I’m on a quest to take a selfie with an iguana. And it might not be too difficult to do. There’s one that lives right here, by the lake, and sometimes suns himself on the patio around the pool. One morning he was scooting around on the grass near where I was sitting. Yes, it was slightly unsettling having him so close, but I did manage to get a picture of him.

At least I think he’s a him. I won’t be checking to find out for sure.

So you might be wondering, If it was slightly unsettling to have an iguana nearby, why do you want a selfie with one?

Excellent question.

It’s for work. Specifically for our February issue when we announce the winners of our annual Cutest Pet Contest.

See, my co-worker, Pam, has the most beautiful Golden Retriever named Winston (Winston!) and along with her editor’s letter she’s thinking of including a photo of herself with Mr. Growing-by-the-Minute, Golden and Gorgeous. Sadly, and immaturely, I am professionally jealous.

I do not have a pet.

I am, in a phrase, pet deprived.

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