One night, during my Senior year of High School, I was on my bed studying. My bedroom window was open.
My cat jumped into my room, onto my bed and proceeded to jump on the floor. I was reading but, out of the corner of my eye, I could see something in his mouth. It was a snake.
I screamed bloody murder because I possess an irrational fear of those horrid creatures. It terrifies me to even look at pictures of them.
Anyway, my mom and stepdad came running, My stepdad killed the snake. It was a Brown Rattler. Suffice to say, I did not sleep well that night.
You are lucky your cat’s gift was only a lizard:)
I have a dozen snake stories. Snakes in toilets, crawling up to me and wrapping themselves around me. Screams!!!
Kitties bring in snakes all the time. I’ve gotten better at disposing of those creatures of Satan.