I already have a bit of a reputation for being, like, the neighbourhood screamer. I've screamed at EVERYTHING. Ground squirrels, frogs, that time a butterfly flew in front of my face.
slicknyc: Ha! I disposed of the dead lizard and my brother scooped out the other two and placed them in our backyard, near the fence that borders the park next to our home.
You'd think animal life wouldn't surprise me - the boarding school I went to had monkeys on campus, we had that one week where our dorm was infested by mice, we had frogs because of the lake that bordered our campus - but that was also...more years ago than I care to say, and I'm clearly a different person now.