Poor Mr. Cheeto Lizard had the misfortune of wandering into camp two weeks ago. After being spotted and attempting to hide under our tent, Mr. Lizard was promptly captured with a throw net, admired by half a dozen small children, and then transported 60 plus miles to where he now lives in an old aquarium above our desk. Mr. Lizard likes to eat crickets, sit on his rock, sit under his rock, and, apparently, fly airplanes. Escape attempts having proven futile (notice the stumpy tail in picture 2), he now seems resigned to his fate.
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