I was up early to take the big dog back to the groomers as everyone, dog included, were too tired to finish at the last grooming appointment. Just as I take a left turn out of my neighborhood, I see a bright green anole (lizard) crawl up from the windshield wiper onto my windshield. Holding on for dear life, he gives me a look like “what the heck are you doing?” So I pull over into a shopping center parking lot and get out. Now, my daughter would have caught the little critter in her hand and safely removed him to a nice tree or bush. I want to spare his life but I’m not brave enough to actually catch him in my bare hand. Now, it is not that I am afraid he will bite me; I just don’t do well with things that move really fast and wiggle! So I shooed him off the car, and of course, he made a b-line for what he thought was the safety of the shade under my car. I tried to get him to skedaddle over to the grass, but he wasn’t moving. So I ascertained his was right in the middle between my tires, and I carefully and slowly backed up and left him sitting in the middle of the parking lot.
I delivered Trooper to the groomers and on my way back home stopped to see if Mr. Daredevil Anole had found a nice shady spot to call his own. Well, he is still sitting in the middle of the parking lot. He’s not squished, so I didn’t run over him, he just looked stunned to be left in that strange and barren spot. So I stop my car and get a small container with the hopes of catching him and transporting him back home to return to familiar places. He was having no part of me and immediately ran to the shade, which unfortunately, was under my car. Not being 25 any longer getting down to look under my car was no easy feat, but I did it anyway. I tried to shoo him out hoping to be able to catch him in my little plastic shoe box (hum, shoe box became a shoo box as I waved it under the carriage of my car, how funny). Well, he was having none of it. When I went around to the other side and looked under the car he was gone. Now, I looked around and saw no sign that he had actually moved from under the car, so my only guess is that he had found a place to jump to ON the car. The choices were somewhere on the under carriage, or, onto one of the tires. Gees, I was trying to save his life and now he may have gone to the one place that affords him no safety at all. What was I suppose to do? So I got back in my car hoping that the engine would scare him out and away from the car. Now, you have learned that I am an animal lover and might have guessed that I am an environmentalist, so of course I drive a Prius, a hybrid electric car. There is no engine noise when I am running on the battery as I was at that moment. So all I could do was very slowly back up hoping that he would find the rolling tire a little too unsteady for his taste and jump to safety. Well, I didn’t see him running madly from the moving car, and fortunately I didn’t see a squishes lizard on the pavement in front of me, so I guess he found a nice place to hitch a ride back home on, or so I hope!
In the mean time I am having some unusual symptoms and I called the oncology nurse practitioner this morning. Seems that being medically induced into menopause by chemotherapy is not really menopause…. so I might be going through menopause, AGAIN. I get to not only experience some not so wonderful things in my life, but I get to do them more than once. What next, puberty and all the fun social experiences I had with that one more time?
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