My Mom went to do laundry a few days ago and there was a stowaway in her dirty clothes – a lizard! It traveled back from Florida with them, and jumped out of her underwear. It startled her, then went into hiding. None of us had seen it since. I went to the bathroom earlier and could’ve sworn I saw movement on the rug, but my eyes play tricks on me a lot so I didn’t immediately think anything of it, until I saw it run across the tile.
After a little rearranging of trashcan, plunger, and toilet brush, I had it cornered and grabbed it. I’m pretty sure it’s a girl anole, since she has a tiny diamond shaped head. I put her in one of my tumblers with a screw on lid with a tiny bit of water for moisture. She has to be starving, so I’m going to buy some small crickets if I can ever get around to getting dressed today. Lisa is bored, so I’m sure she won’t mind driving me to the pet store.
Now I’m trying to decide what to do with her. She won’t survive in this climate if I were to release her outside, and she won’t survive long without proper housing. If you’ve owned a lizard before, I needn’t tell you how expensive an appropriate set up is. My estimate is around $80 if I use a plastic terrarium, which is less than ideal for heating. Plastic melts.
So, do I let her die? Or do I go all out and give her a life of luxury? I think you know the answer, but please talk me down. We can’t afford it at the moment because manchild is spending $50/day while he’s in Florida, which is where the lizard should be.
She’s too stinkin’ cute, and she winked at me. Frickin’ animals know I’m weak. Looks like I’ve got a new friend!