Taking Queen Elizardbeth downstairs to return her to the wild. For a fleeting moment I considered keeping her. In that same moment Ferris Mewler reminded me how much my 3 cats love to eat lizards.

This is the right decision.
THIS IS THE CLOSEST TO BEING A DISNEY PRINCESS I WILL EVER GET.
Queen Elizardbeth took some convincing to leave my hand, but reason prevailed. Then Hailey & I sang a medley from Fiddler on the Roof to send her off.

Now she’s staring at me. I think she expected more pageantry.
She’s hanging out on the towel. Weighing her options.

Victor: Are you sure about this? You basically just sent out a warm appetizer for our neighborhood owl.

Me: How dare you. Owly McBeal would never. And that’s what the broom is for. In case I have to do battle. With birds.
We’ve become the family looking through the door, staring quietly at a lizard. This is what we have instead of movie theaters now.
And she’s off! Queen Elizardbeth nodded once and then darted into my bush. (Not a euphemism.)

Feeling lots of mixed emotions.
Me: Hailey, you can never leave me. Live here with me forever.

Hailey: Do you need a hug?

Me: Yes. ::whispers:: It’ll be like Grey Gardens but with more raccoons.

Hailey whispers back: Aw. I’ll miss you, crazy.
Left a tiny shrine for Queen Elizardbeth. A crown. Cup of tea. Michonne’s sword. Sonic screwdriver. And a book about which insects are edible.

Quarantine has made me weird y’all.

Or it has given my weirdness a chance to flourish.

One of those.
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