One day last week I came home from work, did our usually potty routine and let Buddy out into the living room. I’m in the kitchen and all I can hear is loud, vigorous sniffing. Walking into the living room I can see Buddy in full point mode sniffing their pink blanket. My mind starting flooding with thoughts of “what is it?!?”. Maybe just a cricket but what if it’s a scorpion or even a mouse. There has to be something good in there. My heart starts racing but I’m trying to remain calm. I get near Buddy and think I hear a squeak. OMG it’s a mouse. There’s a mouse in my house!!!
I put all the dogs in their kennels, last thing I needed to do was clean up mouse guts. I walk in the room, take a deep breath and toss up the blanket. Nothing. Hum… but there HAS to be something in this blanket. There is no other reason for it. My mind then switches from mouse mode to scorpion. I’ve lived here for over 15 years and never have seen one in my own home. This would be the first. I take another deep breath and slowly lift the blanket to see the underside. I squeal and drop it. There’s something on the underside!!! What was that!?! I put on my big girl pants and again lift the blanket. That’s when I see it.
It was a teeny, tiny little lizard!!!! I begin to formulate my plan. How to get him OUTSIDE the house without him running off into the rest of the house?? See these little guys are fast and I have a dog who is obsessed with lizards. Miss Bella will watch them out the back slider and has been known on two occasions to literally jump our 8 ft concrete block wall chasing them. I decide I’ll just drag the blanket outside and he’d jump right off. I open the front door wide open and slowly drag it out. Well Mr Lizard wasn’t having it. He liked his new soft home. I don’t want him to run back inside so I shook the blanket out. Nope. Not going. Now I’m pondering looking like the crazy lady with a pink blanket on my porch or hunting for the perfect lizard pushing utensil. Luckly I don’t have to go far. There is an advertisement hanging from my front door knob. Ironically, it was for pest control. Just gave the little guy a good push and off he went.
If it had been any other day little lizard wouldn’t have been so lucky. Normally Bella has full run of the house while we’re gone. But that day we left her in the kitchen only. If she had been out, boy would she have been happy to have a little snack.