Thursday, March 19, 2015
The other day when the weather was nice I decided to leave the kitchen door open. No sooner had I let in the fresh air, than Cucuface decided to bring in a gigantic lizard in her mouth and then let it go right when I came walking into the kitchen. I did an Irish jig and screamed my head off as it made its way directly for my feet, but then it had a change of heart and ran in between the dishwasher. Cucuface tried to reach in there with her little cat hands for at least a half an hour, but to no avail. And now every time I load the dishwasher I am terrified that a lizard will run over my feet. Guess I will just have to stop doing dishes. Seems reasonable.