It turns out we have a few lizards in our house. Or maybe there’s just one who saunters about brazenly like he owns the place. I’ve seen him in my bathroom, in the garage, under the toaster, in the dining room, and, as you can see, hanging out on the screen. Thankfully lizards don’t bother me. I like to think they bother spiders, though. And spiders definitely bother me.
