Last night was interesting to say the least. I was in the kitchen while my wife was watching TV with the pups. All of sudden I hear her screaming for me to come and help her. Apparently, Bella vomited all over my wifes lap! But here's the gross part...I hesitate to even say it...there was a lizard in the vomit! Luckily my wife had a blanket on her lap. She's yelling for me to take away the lizard and there's no way I'm gonna touch that thing. So I wrapped up the blanket and took it outside where I hosed it down. Today it's in the washer. Last week Bella killed a mouse in the yard and I was able to discard it before she decided to eat it. And a few weeks before that I saw the pups congregating in an area of the yard; upon investigation I found a still-wiggling lizard's tail. Geez. Never a dull moment.