Maui here, and Victory Is Mine.
Do you see the delicious, slithery tail betwixt mine and CC's heads? By my whiskers?
It's a George!
My Most Excellent sisser The Baby rustled him up out of the rock pile and chased him onto the Catio.*
Where I got** him!
My mighty manly growling kept the rest of my furblings at bay...
...so I was able to dine in peace.
At first I wasn't too sure about the flavor, but that only lasted a moment, and then George was:
Down The Hatch!
(Where, to my amazement, he stayed--ed.)
XX Munching Maui XX
*The Baby does NOT eat lizards, the thrill for her is in the hunt.
**polite euphemism for disemboweled