As I was walking to get the mail today, I saw what I presumed to be...
a dead* lizard
(or perhaps a baby baby komodo dragon).
It was wet and slimy, but pretty cool. I felt like I really needed to take said wet lizard to show Adam. Of course I used a bill to pick it up (because who needs bills anyways?).
The lizard did not cooperate and wouldn't stay on the stinking envelope.
I made it about half way across the busy road with the lizard when it tried to commit suicide.
Of course then, I had to save it... because now I basically killed a baby wet lizard. So I scraped it across the road and eventually made it to the grass.
I decided, for the safety of the baby lizard, to stop harassing the poor dear.
Turns out it was a salamander.
Just so you know, salamanders can be this big...
*no actual salamander died in the making of this post.
That man holding the giant salamander is psycho, I will now have giant salamander nightmares!!!!!
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