A lizard has taken up residence in my stairwell.
My humble abode is about 350 square feet in a second-story garage apartment (much like Sabrina's--I however, am not the chauffer's daughter). In the past, I have had various disputes with the former animal tenants, trying to persuade them that I was indeed the one paying the rent now, and that it was time to pack their bags and move on down the road. The insect population took the news rather well, and we have parted amiably. The rodents, however, required more drastic convincing, and sadly, some perished in the exodus.
And now I have this lizard. He started out in my bedroom (of all places--HOW did a lizard get in there???), and after being discovered and relocated to the great outdoors in the middle of the night, he made himself a home in the mail slot of my front door. With the Louisiana winter finally descending on us, he has taken to the warmer climate of the 5th stair, where he suns himself during the day (and turns green), then retreats into the corner of the step at night to sleep (and turns brown). He is welcome to stay, as he eats every bug that dares cross my threshold, but I am concerned that one day, carrying groceries up the steps, or flying down them in a rush to work, I am going to skoosh him.
Posted by Micah Lewis at January 22, 2003 01:43 PM