Life with Cats

There is a lizard in our car.  Never, in my wildest dreams, did I imagine these words would apply to my life.  Nor,  that they would be spoken so matter of factly.  I guess life here has changed us a bit.

Many of you already know that we have 4 cats.  Over the years, for a variety of reasons, the faces have changed, but for reasons known only to the Universe, the number has remained constant.  

Ask anyone, the cats have an unwritten rule that says we can only EVER photograph 3 at a time.

Yes, 4 of the little furry darlings, who in spite of our best efforts to keep them full of Purina Cat Chow, do what cats do best, which is hunt.   Over the years they have brought home a variety of trophies.   We live beside a jungle, so you can let your imagination run.  

Of course, Alexa, the dog,  is always curious about what they bring home.   

A couple of times, we have even caught them playing with a scorpion, which is a big NO NO, and always causes us to move faster than we ever thought we could to separate the hunter from its prey.    In this particular instance, we are not sure which is which.  Cats are not immune to the sting, but their thick fur makes it difficult for the scorpion to sting them, except of course on their cute little noses and bottoms of their paws.

Sorry, no scorpion photos, this frog will have to do.

As I am sure all cat owners do, we have grown accustomed to the odd trophy, mostly small lizards of one type or another,  being dropped at our feet at inopportune times.  Often we try to save the poor creature, but other times, we have had to let nature take its course.   

Sometimes the trophy does escape and we find them in surprising places, like behind the fridge or under the microwave, rolled up in the window blinds, or in the case of one very small bat, flying wildly around the dining room looking for a way out.  We helped him find an exit VERY quickly!  Often there is just a pile of feathers to tell us what occurred during the night.

But, this afternoon, we had a new experience with lizards.  As Kevin was driving past the OXXO store, with no cats in the car, a lizard dropped onto his lap!  Kevin started so violently he injured his foot on the brake pedal, but managed to keep control of the vehicle. The lizard screamed and ran away.  Well, it didn’t really scream, but it did run away, jumping off of Kevin’s leg to take refuge somewhere in the depths of the dashboard.

Our car is parked in the driveway with the hope that while we are not looking the lizard will find his way out.  Meanwhile, for the next few car trips, I will be on high alert!