If you follow me on Instagram you would have seen a lot of photos of baby australian Water Dragons recently.
These eggs were found at tattoodaddy’s worksite. They were thrown in the bin, assumed to be snakes.
Me, being the daredevil I am, went and had a poke around at the one that had cracked open and was covered in crusher dust.
And I realised – it had legs.
I called the Reptile Guy and he told me that they are probably dead, because once you move reptile eggs and rotate them, they move away from the air pocket they are born in and drown.
I told him about the one that was not saveable, but was moving.
He told me they might survive.
I followed his instructions and waited anxiously for 2 1/2 weeks.
And then one hatched.
They just sit there for a while, with their heads out.
and then they all wriggle out.Three other water dragon babies followed the next day.
They are amazingly cute.
I was going to keep one and give some to friends (who have reptile licenses).
They are wild.
And as much as they ate out of my hand, and loved sitting in the warmth of my hand…
the wild is where they belong.
And so I let them go.
It’s silly how much it hurts, how worried I am they won’t survive.
Their parents don’t stick around and wait for them to hatch, so as far as I see it, I’ve given them a better survival chance than their parents did.
And every time I see a water dragon where I released them, I’ll wonder.
I hope they’ll be okay.