Here's a little insight into how my mind works. Please proceed with caution...
So I walked into my bathroom the other morning to find a “pest” not often encountered in Virginia homes – a tiny baby lizard. A couple inches long, four legs, a tail... you get the picture (at least I hope you do because I neglected to grab the camera).
Ok, time to enter problem-solving mode. Stay calm. What do I do about this? I don’t really want a lizard running around my condo. Where will he show up next? My shoe? My bed? The couch? The table? There are no good possibilities here. How will he get out? For that matter, how did he get in?
Ugh. I don’t see how he can get out. I have to do something. He’s too big to squish with a shoe, yet too small and untrained to be shooed toward the door. Shoe/shoo, that's funny... Trish, stick to the matter at hand. Okay. So he's also way too fast to be trapped in some manner and then let loose outside. Hmm... options are limited. It appears that he must stay. Maybe it won’t be so bad. I’ll see him around from time to time, say hi, keep to myself and hope he keeps to himself. At least he’s small.
Oh, crud. He won’t be small forever. He is going to grow, isn’t he? And by that time I’ll have become attached. Probably even have given him a name. Great. Now I’ll have to take him back to the mainland. What am I going to do with a pet lizard? What if he and Pearl don’t get along? Well, I don’t know, maybe she would like a lizard. I could see them playing in the living room together. Oh how on earth did I get into this mess?
Shoot! Where did he go??
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6 comments:
Trish,
So you now have a new roommate! That was a great story, I laughed so hard!!
Hum, I wonder if any of his friends will come to visit too!
Love ya!
Trish,
Thanks for the laugh!
Where is your friend now?
When I was down there my toenails were painted red. There was a lizard that had been 'adopted' by hotel staff and fed cherries every day. Needless to say, he kept trying to munch on my toes. I had to lie by the pool with my nails covered!
Maybe Pearl would let the lizard ride around on her back :)
Thanks, Mom, for mentioning the friends (note the sarcasm there). The little critter did have friends. No, I did not see that lizard again, but a couple days later I found two even smaller ones. They were so young that I could see through their skin. Thankfully, Margot was there to evict them from my otherwise happy home.
Beth, that is such a great story! It makes me glad that I just got my toes painted a nice light pink. :)
Jeremy, that's an awesome image. It might be more likely that Pearl slobbers on him, though. Poor thing.
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