We discovered Lulu while we were playing in the pool this afternoon. Nicco insisted on quiet play so we wouldn't frighten him. Or her. Lulu could be a girl's name. That meant no jumping, no splashing, no water guns, no yelling, no practicing starts. Lulu sat there still and quiet for about an hour. S/he slipped into the pool at one point but luckily,s/he quickly climbed out. I don't think lizards can swim. We've discovered a few bloated corpses in the past year.
Nicco wanted to know all about Lulu, so he asked where he lives, what he plays with (maybe hi-ho cherry-oh, matching, hippos, uno moo, all the same games as us, but lizard size), if Lulu is the name his family gave him too, if he lives under a rock in our yard or if he came from a moon rock (or a Jupiter rock, or Mars, or even Venus, because there are lots of planets and galaxies, and they probably have rocks too.)
Nicco determined by the lack of response from Lulu that he must be from France. (I think he just doesn't understand me. Maybe he speaks French.) But when he asked "Parlez-vous Francais?" and again got no response, he decided Lulu must be from Asia instead.
He really wanted to put Lulu in a cage in our house to keep as a second pet, but I talked him out of it on account of Frankie. That cat's good for something after all!
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