Life Memories: Lizard

Genkii just brought me a lizard.

My indoor only -not-a-hunter cat brought me a lizard.

A teeny-tiny little thing.

I squealed (benefits of being a female, no one is shocked when I react strongly to things like a lizard in my living room).

So he drops said lizard (with a look of surprise) and it scurries under the couch (damnit!) Oh and the tail comes off.  I know, I know.  They are supposed to.

My cat is fascinated by tail.  Yes, like he’s supposed to be…. but now there is a lizard somewhere in my living room.

I am not happy.