No more Mr. NicePants

I FINALLY caught another lizard yesterday and yet again, Mom took it away! First I brought the tail under the breakfast table, and played with it for a loooong time. But I guess my collar bell rang enough to make Mom wonder what I was doing, and she came after me with the squirt bottle.

Once she saw that I only had a tail and not a whole lizard, she left me alone. So I thought that it would be okay to bring in the contributer of the tail later on. Mom was more suspicious this time because I'd jumped over the backyard wall earlier with the tail in my mouth, and she didn't think I'd bring it back over the wall again.

This time she came over and took the lizard. It wasn't moving much at this point for some reason, I guess it was broken or just all used up... whatever it is, Mom took it. She put it outside, and I was pretty irritated about that at first but, well, she locked herself out of the house which was pretty funny.

A scary man came the other day and Mom said he replaced the locks. So then, when she put the lizard out on the back porch, and shut the door behind her so I couldn't run right back out and catch it again, she couldn't come back in! HAHAAHAAA