Lizzie

Meet Lizzie.

She was Erin's pet for about an hour today. I spotted her in our flower bed and pointed it out because of Erin's great love for critters. After Erin made sure it wasn't poisonous, (which I was quite impressed that she took the time to ask) she was not about to let her escape. Like she said, "lizards are fast, but I am faster." 

She trains for critter catching. If there were Critter Catching Olympics, Erin would win the Gold.
No critter shall escape her hand.

Most of her pets meet an ill fate. She doesn't always put them to eternal rest, but I think most times, they would be much better off.

But Lizzie was special. They bonded. Erin by loving, petting and even kissing.

Lizzie bonded by franticly trying to run away, until she realized there was no use.

I did finally convince Erin that Lizzie was probably getting hungry and thirsty. That she should be let go. So she agreed, but not until Lizzie got a tour of the "dryer box - turned clubhouse". You can see how much they both enjoyed it.

So long Lizzie. You'll be missed.

Lizzie had not been gone for 2 whole minutes, when I saw another potential victim  pet. But I kept quiet this time. You can thank me Mr Frog by eating our mosquitos. You're welcome.