When we moved to our new home, we noticed there was already an inhabitant. But as he was actually outside, quite unobtrusive and he was here first, we decided to live together in harmony. But we had to find an appropriate name.
I suggested Howard. Husband suggested Rupert or King Ahab. Caedmon liked none of those. So we ended up with Larry.
Meet Larry the Lizard.
Larry lives in our front flower bed, and manages to appear in lots of places when we’re outside. We frequently find him hangin’ out on the gutter on the front porch. Our side-light windows beside the front door make a perfect lizard-watching spot. And it makes one little boy I know pretty happy.
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