Eating Things That Aren't Supposed To Be...

Eaten.

Blogger ate most of a lengthy post I did this morning. When I went to "preview" it - after I'd left the computer sitting for a while [like an hour or so] - it WAS gone! NOOO!! I just didn't have it in me to reconstruct it - parts of it are there. I'll do it tomorrow. The outdoors was calling me - and my book - so I spent several hours "working" today. DH had to work today, too. He got home around two o'clock. He wanted just a quick bite to eat - since he'd not had anything since breakfast. No problem. I'll make you a roast beef sandwich, or a veggie burger, or a... As we were discussing what he wanted, he saw the little lizard that is in the kitchen race across the counter, slide down the slippery sink and straight into the garbage disposal!! Thank goodness he saw him - or otherwise - I hate to think.

DH took the plastic edge thingy off the garbage disposal opening and tried to rescue the little lizard. We could both see the little guy [gal?] but DH couldn't catch him. I refuse to stick my hand in the garbage disposal. Ever. Now what do we do? We left the opening clean for the little lizard to make his way out. An hour later he was still there. I stuck a wooden spoon in the garbage disposal hole so the little lizard would have a "plank" to scoot up and out. That didn't work. An hour later - he was still there. How are we going to get him out of there? Call maintenance? Something. I am not grinding a little lizard to a horrible death in the garbage disposal. No way.

I'm whipping through drawers in the kitchen trying to find something suitable for the lizard to use to climb out. Ah ha! A nail file. It worked. Half an hour later, the little lizard was sitting in the sink. I used the drain cover to quickly cover the opening to the garbage disposal so he wouldn't go back in and DH grabbed the little lizard and took him outside and set him in one of my plants [a bushy palm tree looking one]. Phew. Little lizard was saved.

My blog post from this morning? Not saved. Truly though, I would much, much, much rather lose a blog post than the little lizard. We'll see how long he remains outside before he decides he likes the coolness of our air-conditioned house, better, and comes back inside. Aren't the little gecko's supposed to like the sun? The heat? What is wrong with the lizards around here that they want inside so badly? Look at the horrible things that can happen! You could end up in a garbage disposal for goodness sake. I am just so glad DH saw him fall down in there or otherwise... Not going to think about the "or otherwise."