While Abigail was vacuuming (she had floor duty this night) she started screaming because she had vacuumed up a lizard. She dropped the vacuum and started running around the kitchen. "Abi, turn the vacuum off!" I yelled over the roaring machine. As soon as the suction let loose, a poor little lizard drunkenly sauntered out of the bristles below our Oreck. Abi immediately grabbed a plastic cup and covered the lizard. "DAD! DAD! DAD! COME HERE!!" Abi screamed with amazing fear.
Of course Billy came running into the kitchen with this super hero face on, picked up a paper plate and tried to maneuver the crawling lizard from the floor onto the plate, all while staying under the cup. He successed and after the lizard was turned upside down, dropping into the cup, Bill set the plate down with a lizard tail still on it swinging back and forth. He had chopped the poor things tail off with a cup! What a weapon! On the way out the door they encountered a crying Hannah who wanted the lizard as a pet and named him Mr. Dotty Pants. I am assuming it was because he was spotted.
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