Today as I chatted away on the phone with a friend, I passed by the pool. Floating like a miniature crocodile, was a little tiny lizard. He was covered in wonderful little spots, and if he were to grow up big and strong, he would continue to eat the bugs that linger in my backyard.
I must save him!
So I looked closer and in doing so, brought him to the attention of Suzi. Suzi enjoys keeping the pool clear of leaves and bugs. She reaches in and eat things that float close to the edge. The lizard was no exception.
I grabbed her collar, and said, "No!" She decided she didn't understand this command and reached her head in again.
"No Suzi!" I said again. Then Steve-o decided he wanted in on the action. Now I had two dogs to fend off while holding a cell phone and scanning my backyard for something to rescue the lizard.
"No dogs! Bad dogs! Stay!"
They wagged their tails and licked their chops. They wanted to eat Mr. Lizard.
I found a barbecue brush that lay on the pile of bricks in the corner. Perfect!
I scooped up the lizard, who moved a leg (Yay! He is alive!). He rested on the top of the brush absolutely perfectly still. I am sure he hoped that if he didn't move that I, and the dogs, would not ingest him. I put the brush on the ground...no movement. I shook it a little...no movement. "Darn you lizard. You have to get off the brush," I thought. I took him to our now empty veggie garden and set the brush down. I assume he eventually realized we were not going to eat him, and he skittered off to his home, but I am not sure. The last I saw of him, he was alive but frozen. I hope he grows big and strong and eats lots and lots of cockroaches.
Fish!
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