I am tough and can handle a lot. But, when it comes to small, fast moving hairy creatures with four legs and a tail or scaly reptiles with four legs and a tail, I lose my nerve and become a squealing chair climber. Embarrassing. Jaggy continued to chase the little lizard around the floor under my desk. I suppose it was a gift for me, but I just couldn't appreciate it. He didn't understand. I had to rely on our daughter, who (almost) calmly caught the lizard in a cool-whip bucket and removed it outside.
I guess I really caused the scene with my over reaction, but I wish he would just leave the creatures outside where they belong. He can chase them out there as much as he wants - they are not welcome in the house.
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