We were telling stories last night of our lizard and how many times he's been lost. There were only 5 times that he was SERIOUSLY lost. Once we found him up in a tree, once in the garden, once, high up on a bookshelf (?!), once hanging onto the back of the mane of the little wooden rocking horse, and another time he got left outside all night in freezing temperatures. He was stiff as a board but he thawed out nicely under running water.
Friday, August 05, 2005
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