About Coco in her human's words:

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I adopted Coco almost one year ago from my job. I was on the closing shift when one of my coworkers mentioned something seemed wrong with one of the leopard geckos in the tank. She was very active and alert when I looked at her but you were able to tell something was off about her arms. I told my coworker that I would check on the geckos in the morning to see if she was okay. The following day, when I found her, she went a slight downhill. Still very alert but wasn’t as active as a gecko should be and wouldn’t eat for us. We put her in an isolation tank that morning, but I felt so much regret not doing it sooner. I held her in my hand while they set up the isolation tank because she snuggled into the warmth of it. We speculated that she has a condition called Metabolic Bone Disease. I did not know much about geckos at that point besides the simple basics so I couldn’t confirm it. I wanted to take her to a vet, but my boss at the time said no and told us that we would adopt her to someone who could handle it. After being oblivious and missing how she was in bad condition once, I couldn’t let myself do that again.

After getting permission to adopt her, I crash course everything about leopard geckos/ proper care and quickly gathered all the materials. On October 28th, I brought Coco home. It has been one adventure after another ever since. I’ve quickly had to overcome my fear of insects after learning geckos are insectivores (now I have a pet mealworm beetle and a colony of roaches she refuses to eat). Having her in my life, not to sound a little dramatic, has given me a reason to continue going and not give in to the evil thoughts that soar through my head. I must ensure I stay okay so she can have the healthiest life possible. Knowing I’m coming home to her little smile daily brings me so much joy. I have no idea where I’d be without her. She’s my best friend, and I’m so glad I fell for her.