The first time it happened was to my brother. He yelled so loud, the neighbors woke up. Come to find out, the dog had gifted him with half of the lizard - the half with the head still on.
You wouldn’t have thought growing up in suburban Houston would have taught us to do a daily shoe-check.
Oh, I don’t know, I check my shoes (except my flip flops!) always, but not because the dogs leave stuff in them.
:)
susie
I fondly remember catching lizards in Houston. I would play with them until the tail came off and that scared me and I would let them go. (I was just a kid)