This little guy jumped in my van yesterday afternoon. This is his second taunting appearance since then. He bolts and hides as soon as I get too close.
Cheeky little creep.
If I can’t catch him, there’s only one thing left to do.
Name him.
So far, the facebook suggestions are:
Randall (from Monster’s Inc.)
Liz Taylor
Mr. Greenjeans
Stellaluna
and
Cujo
FirstHusband says I should name him “Stinky” because that’s what he’ll be after he bakes to death inside a closed van in the Florida sun for a few days.
I would put Bob the cat in the van with me for a while if I didn’t think he would have an “I’M GOING TO THE VET!!!” panic attack and cower under the seat.
Just in case there’s any doubt, lizards are not my favorite.
Mr. Greenjeans made me laugh. That’s my vote.