“Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a flash, a moment - a little makes the way of the best happiness.” -Friedrich Nietzsche
Poor little lizard! He has the misfortune of being born in our back yard. Oh, don't worry; he's still alive, just stunned. My mother found him after Chloe managed to snag him by the tail. We held him and splashed some water on him. He was looking at us and breathing... you know, the most important vital signs. lol
Our dog has made quite a name for herself as a lizard hunter. All I have to do is say the word "lizard" in an excited tone, and she's out the door! This has proven to be very useful at certain intervals.
Well, this poor little guy was released back into the garden. Hopefully this will be a valuable lesson for him: stay away from dogs.
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