I got home yesterday from my Aunt Saza's 70th birthday celebration and found this little guy–a Texas spiny lizard–resting in a Tupperware container lined with a bit of grass. James found "it" (gender unknown) in the garage. No cats around. No puncture wounds. But very sluggish. After supper, I held it for some up-close portraits by James.
I gave it some back rubs and head scratches, which it seemed to like (or tolerate). Then I released it in the Meadow on a live oak. Off it went!
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