She puts them into a beach pail and gives them grass, twigs and stones to help them feel more at home. Then she pets them and names them "Lila" or "Sarah". Then we let them go.
But now they have started to play games with the poor lizard as well. No worries, no lizards were harmed in this session of "there's a lizard on your head"!
I don't know where they get this lizard loving thing...it must be from one of Tom's genes. Although I like to watch the little lizards, I am certainly not a fan of sporting them!
Oh well...now I have to try and keep them away from the 3 tree frogs that have nestled in my back window!
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