Iggy went missing a few weeks ago from his cage at the local Iguana rescue shelter. He was Sue’s (not me) personal pet – she’s owned him for 17 years now since he was a young punk. Apparently some guests at the shelter decided he’d make a good pet and made off with him. Sue and her husband Ray offered a $2000 reward for his safe return – no questions asked. The marina residents captured every iguana within a 2 mile radius but no luck – Sue could tell they weren’t Iggy. Then someone up in Orlando fessed up and soon Iggy was home – free to go for walks wearing his little halter and do whatever it is that iguanas do.