Let me out!

Seriously. I think that’s what this chameleon wanted to say. His eyes followed us as we approached and were peering at him. Then Devin put his finger up against the glass and the critter lifted his front legs off of the branch and seemed to turn them beseechingly toward us. He kept grasping at the glass as we stood there. It was all done in such a slow and fragile manner. I’m always applying human feelings to creatures, where the don’t really belong. But this little fella really did seem to be imploring us to help him break out of his confinement. I felt a little bit sad as we walked away.