Thursday, August 21, 2008

Mourning....or noon

Well, I have to start off with the news that our dear lizard didnt make it long in this house. Seems they were more interested in holding it and then letting it go in order to turn the lizard habitat into an unripe peach habitat since thats exactly what I found in his jar. I checked. The lizard was NOT underneath the unripe peach so I believe him to be safe.

On another note, I overheard Ava say as she steps out of the house:

"WOW! WOW! WOW! Look! It's a NOON dove! Mommy, a NOON dove, a NOON dove!"

Too cute.

1 comments:

Alterton Scottish Terriers said...

Any confessions to where the release happened? I can remember one morning-sick day when a lizard skittered under the stove and refused to be caught. I needed to cook dinner but DIDN'T want to cook him too. By the time Nathan got home I was in tears. He laughed, bless his sensible heart. And then he caught the lizard.