What doesn't belong???
So, I go and get the mail. I bring it inside and set it on the counter. I leave it there for and hour or so and I come back to it while I'm on the phone with Wade. I pick up "Fort Worth Magazine" and see this guy. I screamed and the realize that he was smushed between the mag and its plastic covering.
RIP lizard. Let this be a warning to all your friends: 2305 Springmere is where lizards come to die. So sad. He was a cute little guy!