When I got home from school today, I turned on the kitchen faucet.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something scrambling in the sink. I
was thinking, “Please don’t be one of those giant water bugs.” It was a
teeny, tiny lizard! Now, in the olden days, I caught frogs, crickets,
lady bugs, turtles, etc. with my bare hands and took them to safety. I
actually did bare-handed rescues into my fortiesJ.
The only things I ever kill with ease are wood ticks and mosquitoes. I
doubted that the lizard was poisonous, but my knowledge of lizards is very
limited so I looked around for something I could catch him in to carry him
outside. Let me tell you that it is very difficult to catch a small
lizard because they are fast and I was scared of hurting him. I finally
caught him in a plastic storage container and put him outside. I hope he
does well out there and doesn’t get caught by a bird. I’m glad Jim wasn’t
home because I think he thinks I’m nutsJ.
I looked online and found a
picture that looked like my lizard, except I think mine is a baby. I
think he's a Mediterranean house gecko.
By the way, only 1 more week of
summer school and we'll be on vacation for 3 weeks!
