Monday, August 31, 2009

Lizard Catcher....

That would be me, Morgan. I saved the day this morning, or rather this lizards little life, by catching him finally. I saw him last week scurry into my bedroom and since then he has made random appearances, but has been too quick for me though.

Finally this morning, I saw him just hanging out in the middle of my room, being perfectly still. I thought he was dead actually, until I saw a tiny little movement out of him. It made for an easy catch. I grabbed a jar and just scooted him inside. I take his weakness as a good sign that my bedroom was not a good feasting area for him.


After catching him and showing him off to the girls for a few minutes, we released him outside. Hopefully he will stay away. Does he not realize that I have a cat in my house? Cats like to kill lizards. Any lizard coming into my house must be suicidal. What's worse (selfishly of course) is that lizards bleed on my tile when injured or killed. Who cleans that up? My cat sure doesn't.

I hope that lizard is thankful!

1 comment:

Janna said...

How did you sleep knowing that there was a lizard in your room for days!?!? Oh, my goodness! You are one brave girl.