The movie is very touching. Blah, blah blah. It would have been better if it ended on a sadder note. I mean I don't wanna give it away, the ending. But I know all the sad and depressed people who try to go see a movie that is super sad, so that they don't feel so bad with their own life situation, would take this post as a spoiler. Tough cookies, says i.
Yes it's a tear jerker, and yes it made me tear up, but I expected to get back home to a new member of my own fucked up family. What do I get? a missing iguana. Forget about searching for it in my otherwise excuse for a dwelling. This pig stye I live in could not support the lowest form of life.
I don't know what to say. I didn't even have time to take a picture of the new herpe I was planning on Naming either Iggy, our Juana, depending on what it's sex was.
Now it seems I just threw $30 sum down the drain. Terrific. Meanwhile, if the lizard pops up somewhere outside it's terrarium, I'm sure the blind Hitler cat I own, Figaro, will gobble him up. >:-o