Lizard Guts

As I approached the driveway into Doright Manor today I clicked on the garage door opener. Rounding the turn leading into the garage I noted a large lizard scampering up the door, taking ill-advised refuge in one of the door’s folds.

I yelled at the lizard, “Look out!” and tried to stop the door, but wasn’t quick enough. Now the world has one less lizard. It’s a sad day indeed.

Rest In Peace, little lizard.

Peace, people.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

20 thoughts on “Lizard Guts”

  1. I found a dead one in my laundry room. If they get in the house and we don’t know it, they will die. There just isn’t enough to eat or they are not smart enough to get to where the spiders are in the walls. It’s an old house, there are cracks…That photo should be on the Biden/Harris campaign trail! He is promoting peace everywhere or maybe he is just saying, ROCK ON!!! Love it! 🙂

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      1. I could tell. I hope it was quick. I’m sorry you’re living with that guilt. It is, however, nice to know others care about them. I doubt he or she will hold it against you. : ) Bestest wishes

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