Last Sunday I was enjoying a very rare quiet moment reading on the couch. I had dozed off and felt a little tickle on my arm. I opened my eyes to find a small lizard scampering across the couch. The kids came in to help me take off all the cushions, turn the couch inside out to find the critter to no avail. I finally thought to look behind the blinds on the window sill. Bingo. There was a small lizard just hiding out.
I caught it in a cup and the kiddos convinced me to put it into a little habitat we had made previously for beetles. She's still here. They named her Liz.
I am now on cricket duty, making regular trips to Petsmart to buy food for Liz.
How did this happen?
1 comment:
much nicer than me! Any reptilian thing comes near my house and I hit the panic button! I can barely stand to walk down the sidewalk and hear them scurrying through the lantana. Blghh!!
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