We had a few errands to run today, so Trevor and I climbed in the car and began our trek to Petsmart. We had scarcely made it up the street when we saw it. While sitting at the red traffic light, Trevor pointed out a tiny lizard on the hood of the car. “Awww!” I said. I love tiny lizards- I used to catch them all the time when I was little. Of course, it was imperative that this lizard be rescued before he turned into a spot on the highway. So, I insisted that my dear husband “Get out! Get him!!! Save him, Trevor!” A tad melodramatic, perhaps, but that darn lizard was so cute!
So, my chivalrous husband jumped out of the car and proceeded to try to catch the lizard. Hilarity insued. I seriously almost peed my pants laughing at him. I imagine to the scores of people watching at the intersection, it looked like ole Trevor was playing Chinese firedrill by himself. He was running around the car, grasping wildly at this tiny lizard who managed to evade capture. By this time, we had missed the light completely, thankfully there was no one behind us. But there were a lot of construction workers watching and laughing hysterically.
Since Trevor couldn’t catch the lizard, I proceeded to drive 10 mph into the nearest parking lot so I could try my hand at capturing him. No such luck. How something that tiny can move those wee little legs so fast is beyond me. Finally, with Trevor and I both out of the car chasing Houdini in lizard form, Trevor managed to confuse it into climbing up his arm. So, he was able to grab the lizard and deliver him safely into the nearby bushes. Upon deposit of the lizard, the grateful reptile rewarded Trevor’s kindness by pissing all over his hand.
I gave him some hand sanitizer and laughed. Good times.
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