When we were in the midst of that long cold spell, the lizards had to come in - first to the garage, then to the house. We had to borrow Ricky's big house from the master bedroom, to house the lizards. When they went back out to the garage we put them in a giant wire kennel. When they had their little spat (see bloody lizards here) we had to put Bobber in Ricky's big house and leave Zimmie in the kennel, but just until their daddy finished their new home and then they went in there real quickly.
We call it Ricky's big house because Ricky also has a small house in the computer room - not that he's spoiled or anything, he just likes to go into houses I guess. So we moved Ricky's little house to the place where his big house belongs. And this is what happened:
He DOES fit in the little house. I can only guess that he went to run in and realized it was a lot shorter and stopped, and just stayed there.
So that's my shaggy dog story and I'm stickin' to it. If you want to see more critters, please click on the Camera Critter button to the right. Peace. B : )