I am innocently going about my Saturday morning chores and I walked into the kitchen and I immediately see Stanley. And he looks like the Cheshire cat.
And this can only mean one thing...so I cautiously move forward...and see this!
TWO! Two! How did he get two at the same time? Now remember, I don't have sons. So there is only one thing to do. Call in my daughters and offer them $5 to get the alligators out of my kitchen. And not even that was enough. Luckily we have a friend across the street that loves to catch lizards. GO get Shelby! I shriek. On their way over to Shelby's they see Cassidy so they come home with two girls. So, how many females does it take to get two lizards out of the house? 5! Picture myself on the kitchen table with my two girls, Cassidy on a chair and brave, brave Shelby taking care of business. She got the first one out and then we discovered the other one was dead. But they were both gone. And I guess Stanley got mad at us because he promptly went and caught a bird. But we saved that as well. Damn cat.
6 comments:
Ewww, thats gross. I feel the same way about the nasty birds nest right by our front door. Wish I had someone across the street who would just come clean it up for me.
Yuck! I have bird feathers behind my washer that I can't reach! he likes to brin me bird feet, lizards, etc! Sick! Sick!
EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!DAMMIT STANLEY!!!
hahahahahaha!!!! Ahhhh, Jen, you gave me a good laugh! =D
One good thing about moving! Lizard catcher right across the street. Kara will be sad she missed it. I was totally laughing when I read this to my husband!
I must confess, I think it would be the bomb to find lizards in my house. Especially if they were alive. Just sayin'.
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