David Anderson
Born in Colorado, July 1975.
Columbine High School 1993.
Colorado State University 1998.
Worked at Hewlett Packard in Fort Collins for six years.
Got married in Sept 2003.
Moved to the Florida Keys in Dec 2004.
Adopted an iguana.
Moved to mainland Aug 2007.
Florida Atlantic University 2007 to present.
Seen here with his new Intellectual Beard of Power.

Myra Reeves
Myra was born at midnight in Seattle. When she was about 2 months old, her family moved to the Republic of Panama' in Central America. They lived in a high rise apartment in the neighborhood of Paitilla within Panama City until Myra was 4 years old. With a beach directly outside their apartment and easy access to both the Pacific Ocean and the Caribbean Sea, Myra learned to swim before she could walk. Her family soon moved to the small town of Gamboa, deep within the Canal Zone, isolated by water on 3 sides and rainforest on the other. Although Gamboa was already a shadow of its former self, the move allowed the family the unique opportunity to live in what had been the Canal Zone before it was completely gone. Large tracts of undeveloped rainforest were literally a 5 minute walk out the front door, and since there was only one t.v. channel (AAFRTS), the jungle became a playground for Myra and her older brother while growing up. "Going to the beach" meant playing in the Chagres River and Gatun Lake. She attended the tiny 3-classroom Gamboa Elementary School, which was so tiny that grade levels were taught in pairs, until it was closed due to lack of students. Then she was bussed to Balboa Elementary. Myra's mother became an art and biology teacher for the DoDDS system and obtained permission to rehabilitate injured wildlife in the town where they lived. There was always some sort of wild animal being cared for in the house while growing up. This led to some very special animal memories. One extremely sad case involving a baby ocelot who had been orphaned by poachers instilled a deep sense of conservation in Myra at the tender age of five. Other memorables were a red-tailed hawk (when she was 11), a baby squirrel (when she was 10), an Ani (the only wild animal to later turn into a pet due to being rescued as a baby), and countless baby songbirds who she was allowed to help feed. Myra's father became the director of Gorgas Mem. Laboratory, which allowed for week-long camping trips in Maje on the remote edge of the Darien jungle. Falling asleep counting the interesting insects on the mosquito netting was fun, but being woken up in the scary dark by the strange sound of howler monkeys was not. Her father's research also allowed her other unique childhood experiences such as sloth releases in the family's backyard and visits to remote Kuna native american villages. After a year of rioting and civil unrest in 1988 and 1989, Myra's parents decided to move the family to the United States in advance of Operation Just Cause and the associated invasion of Gamboa. They moved from their tiny rural Canal Zone town to the large city of Atlanta, Georgia. Myra lived in Atlanta from age 12 until she was 18. She attended Lakeside High School, in Dekalb County. As a teen, she was lucky enough to participate in Zoo Atlanta’s wonderful teenage volunteer program, caring for the petting zoo animals and radio-tracking golden lion tamarins, among other duties. After graduating from high school, she moved to Colorado to attend college. At Colorado State University, she was a student in the College of Natural Resources (majoring in Wildlife) in the northern front range city of Fort Collins. She lived in Fort Collins for 9 years, working mostly with birds of prey, before moving back as close as you can get to the Caribbean within the U.S. - the Florida Keys. She and Dave lived in the Keys for 3 years, where Myra got to work with stingrays, sea turtles, and bottlenose dolphins. Most recently, Myra and Dave have moved up to the mainland of Florida so that Dave could go to graduate school.
Website created by Myra for the ChimpanZoo program at Lion Country Safari
Myra's MySpace page
The (unfinished) 2002 beta version of a website Myra started for the Laramie
Raptor Refuge

We aren't sure how old Sam is. Based on his length, we estimate his birth was around 2001. His former owner used to work at a resort that managed the property we lived on in Islamorada. Based off of Sam's multiple scars, missing toes, and broken bones, there was obviously some sort of abuse Sam survived. He is absolutely terrified of dogs, so it's possible that some of the injuries may be from dog bites. However, most iguanas, no matter how big, are scared of dogs and we have heard rumors of Sam having been penned up with another male so that his former owner could watch them fight. The only definite history that we know is the injury done to Sam's mouth. We've been able to find out that Sam's former owner kept him in a chickenwire cage long enough for Sam to permanently rub off his lips and some of his teeth. When the former owner left his job at the resort, he also abandoned Sam. He told them to "just let the iguana go", but they luckily knew enough not to. In addition to the huge exotic animal problem Florida already has, they realized that Sam did not know how to get food (at that time he didn't recognize it unless a person handed it to him) and did not know to avoid cars (he was actually fascinated by them). The resort tried sending him to a local wildlife center to live, but he was terrified and spent the entire time clinging to a wall of the cage, until taken back home. So the managers of the resort started halfheartedly taking care of him. When we met him, no one knew if he was a boy or girl, so they were calling him Lizzie. After we started officially taking care of him, we renamed him after the benevolent Mayan iguana god (Itzamna) whose name is pronounced "Eat-sam-nah", and then it ended up getting shortened to just "Sam".