my hero.

This morning I spotted the lizard. In the carpet. Bleh. I know they can get trapped in the carpet and die. Carpet can basically be suicide for a little lizard. I noticed this lizard for the first time yesterday. Not sure what the technical name for this creature is, so I'm just going with lizard. I'm somewhat familiar with these things from my Houston living days. And I find them disgusting. Since we have had some extra rain in these parts recently, this lizard had made himself at home. At my house. And he is NOT welcome here. So I ran from it yesterday. I actually called Jeremy immediately after the sighting. He had just left for work and I knew that he could barely be out of the neighborhood. I asked if he could turn around and remove the lizard from the house. He told me that he wasn't turning around for a lizard. But it wasn't FOR the lizard, it was for his wife. Oh well. So yes, I let it run free yesterday because I was disgusted by it and wanted no part in the capture. Then I saw it again this morning. In the carpet. I screamed and Holden laughed. I tried to sic the dog on it. I think she got part of it's tail, but then had no interest. That dog is good for nothing! Here he is with half a tail. Not a great picture because I was standing on the couch, kind of far away, zooming in with my small camera. But you can still see it's beady, little eye. Gross!So I asked Holden if he would pick up the lizard and throw it outside in the backyard. I knew this might turn into a nightmare because it might wiggle away from him and freak us all out. But he agreed. Then I watched him pick up the lizard AND THROW IT TOWARDS MY BEDROOM! (With a huge grin on his face, I might add. But I've convinced myself, that move was NOT intentional.)But it was surely not the direction I was wanting that little sucker to go. Holden was enjoying our little activity. Me, not so much. So I quickly devised a new plan. I got a plastic cup and asked Holden to put it over the lizard. You know, to trap it. That is normally what I do with insects or any other living thing that shouldn't be in my house. I do not squish, touch or even come close to these things. You think I'm exaggerating. I promise. I'm not. Ask my dad. Ask Jeremy. I promise they'll have stories. Or read this one from my past.But Holden went along with my request and thought we were playing a little game. So he trapped the lizzard.
And when Jeremy got home, he had not suffocated. So for all of you creature lovers, the lizard is now running free through our neighborhood. And Holden is now a hero in my book.