In March this year, my cat brought a lizard inside from the garden. They're usually absolutely fine, and I set them free after some rehab, but he had decided to maul this one. Really terribly.
This is the skink, right after being pulled from the cat's mouth. He is dubbed 'Thick-Meaty', or Piccolo, or Thiccolo, depending on who you ask.
He's a terrible, awful tyrant, who likes to destroy things and bite people. I don't really blame him, because he's missing an arm and most of the toes on one foot. Despite being generally awful, we've kept him for over half a year now, and he's grown his tail back, and kept up his ravenous appetite. I've made attempts to get him to tame down, but he is determined to not have any of that at all

George has grown the tiniest amount since the last update. I've come to terms with the fact that he'll never be fully grown.
He's probably the most inquisitive of all my reptiles. He's friendly, and goes out of his way to get your attention when you pass by. Really lovely little dude. I'm hoping that with time, Thick-Meaty will calm down enough to be able to interact with properly.