‘A Lizard In My Laundry’ or ‘And Now, the REST of the Story…’

About a week ago I was cleaning my room. Remember the lizard tail my cat gave me for my birthday? Under a pile of clothes I discovered this:

Apparently the whole ‘dropping your tail in defense’ thing works! A little dehydrated, a little stressed out, and a little less lizard…but alive!

I had to resist every worldly urge to recreate a natural environment in a glass box for the little guy to make him my own (something as a child/teenager/young adult I would have done in an instant), gave him some water and a few crickets and let him go in the backyard.

My cat still has that tail hidden somewhere…it’s his favorite toy.

Does this mean our animal collecting baby is growing up….or just too lazy to keep catching crickets???