My pal, Lefty.

[Philip451]

So, my fiancee is a Vet, and so, by proxy, WE end up fostering recovering animals from time to time. So, when I'm walking through the reptile room, and a new tub, or enclosure shows up from time to time, I think very little of it.
This little monster showed up a few months back.

His owner brought him in to her practice, to be put to sleep because "the other (much larger) bearded dragon that he is enclosed with, attacks him, and keeps eating his limbs....". Yes, you read that correctly.
So My fiancee, being who she is, convinced the idiot, ehem, I mean, "owner", to surrender the little guy.
He was severely malnourished, was missing half his tail, and half his limbs. We didn't expect much.

So, a few months later, here he is, completely healthy. He hunts crickets easily, and loves his veggies. He's just about doubled in body weight, and had become one of our favorite pets.