On Sunday, when we got home from grocery shopping and I was opening the front door, a little (like really teeny) blue tailed skink (lizard) helped himself to the inside of our house.
Now, I love the reptiles, the spiders - basically all creepy crawlies that aren't: roaches, flies, silverfish, bees, or mosquitoes.
I was worried about our new little housemate and made the attempt to locate him, but came up empty handed.
Then, on Monday afternoon, I see him skitter across the floor in the den (family room, TV room, whatever you want to call it). So, I got a really tall plastic cup and tried to track him.
He might have been small, but he was VERY fast too.
I gave up on the chase.
Buddy's friend had spent the night on Sunday and was here with us for dinner on Monday too (his mom had to work the evening shift), so we were eating dinner when Sissy asked for a cup of ice water. I came into the den to get her cup and saw our little lizard friend zip across the room again.
By that time, I had finished eating and so had the boys, so we all jumped into the fray to try to catch our little friend. Couches and love seats were all pulled out from the walls (note to self: clean all the dust bunnies off the wood floor, for the love of Pete, that's disgusting!).
We chased and laughed and sweated! Finally, I caught him sitting still and put the cup over top of him. Then, I carefully slid a piece of paper under the cup and flipped it quickly.
There he sat, all nervous looking and stuff at the bottom of the big blue cup.
I didn't get any pics because of the general chaos in the house - my main goal was to save this little lizard and let him back outside before he starved and ended up petrified in one of our closets or something.
All the kids wanted a look at him in the cup before I released him out back.
As soon as he was deposited on the brick planter he took off like a shot, but I know we'll see him again. We have loads of those lizards around our house. :-)