We had a teeny tiny visitor the other day. It's some kind of lizard thing. We call them "pinkies" because they are pink. We're very creative, I know.
We often see them hanging onto the window screens at night. They are pink and clear and spotty all at the same time.
And this guy was pink and clear and spotty and LOST all at the same time.
"Hey, lady! Yeah, you! I'll give ya five bucks to let me out! No? How about 10?"
"I ain't gettin' any younger in here, lady. If you don't let me out I'm gonna cut off my tail and make the rugrats scream. I'll do it! I promise!"
"Nah. I won't. My tails my best thing! Look at my stripes! I'm a two-inch long lizard of love! See how much the kids love me? Please let me out. Please?"
Carefully I scooped him up and put him back outside. But I'm not sad. I know I'll see him again soon, hanging upside down from my window screen. He and his 5o best friends.
I ❤ Lizards!
