When on my way to have lunch with my gorgeous niece Jennifer I realized there was a lizard on the hood of the car.
I wasn't sure if he was using me for transportation or if he was in one of those wrong-place-at-the-wrong-time situations. He jumped ship, er...car, about five miles from home.
It's great to be able to take that leap, even if it is into unknown territory. Bon chance, lizard.
Inky and I decided not to pursue our writing partnership. All his plots involved Milk Bone dog biscuits and I wanted hunky cowboys instead. Plus, he took too many naps.