Monday night Butters had taken up sitting in the hallway staring at her litterbox. After having lived in this house for 2.5 years, this is not her normal MO.
Then she started meow-moaning. It's not a cute little meow, it was more like a hunting meow.
I went to investigate, moved box and mat and saw a little squiggly brown something run.
We figured out it was a lizard.
EWWWWWWWW. DOUBLE EWWWWW.
Laugh all you want, but I can't stand two things: SNAKEs & LIZARDs!
I called SmithCale and told him, then ran to the kitchen, arms-flailing yelling for him to get rid of it (true story).
The offending lizard was removed, but since that day she has spent the last couple of days just sitting in the hallway!
Butters on Lizard Watch.
Food for Picking at your Animals,
the SupperSmiths, forging one meal at a time
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True Story.
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