Once again, I must warn the squeamish. You may not want to proceed with this post.
OK, fine.
There was a situation in our house. I walked in to find this blue bellied thing lying in the hall.
Avoiding the dead-lizard-issue while I ate my lunch, I went back to it a few minutes later and found it had flipped over. Were there signs of life, or had a cat just prodded it?
No cats had been in the area, so it was not-dead-yet. The Small Town Forensic Team got to work. You may embiggen the photos to see the detailed crime scene notes. Like "Blood." And "It was here."
Then it moved again. This time I had personal visual confirmation of reanimated movement. (I saw it jump.)
The emergency dustpan ambulance was called into action. The minute the lizard hit the ground outside arrived at emergency services, it awkwardly scurried under the hedge had a miraculous recovery.
My assistant surveyed the crime scene. (I know she is not the guilty party because she does not go outside.) There was insufficient evidence to make an arrest.
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Oh. Oh. Oh.
Despite the fact that we have rampant deer ticks=Lyme Disease carriers here in Pennsylvania, I am spending a few moments being grateful that I live in a place where it is unlikely that bleeding lizards will come into our house.
The cat looks too calm to not be guilty of *something*.
We have the ticks also, but DANG, the whole reptiles in the house thing, !!!!!!!!!!!!
Ew! That cat had a fun time from the look of it!
yowsers! Next time a bat is in my house again, I won't complain as much since it isn't a bloody blue flipable lizard!
That blue belly is awesome! I almost miss having lizards in the house (San Antonio) but I do NOT miss having scorpions there, too.
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