Sorry guys, you may or may not have seen my posts about my skink going to the vet in recent months. He has since had to be euthanized for his own comfort due to a lot of complicating factors; as much as I loved him there was nothing to be done to make him live comfortably. He was with me my entire adult life and as much as I've tried to push through and force myself to work, I can't. As much as I want to say my personal issues, trauma and history has made me stronger-it really hasn't. I'm much better than I have been, but I'm still fragile. I am seeking therapy to deal with this loss, and taking care of myself. I'll be back around, and posting more adoptables as I can make them-but mostly resting in mourning. Thank you for your patience.