Coming Home

So, I got home from dinner at my grandparents and pulled into the driveway. I turned off my car, switched off my ipod and threw it in my purse. As I paused to gather my things, I glanced out my windshield onto the rock-thingie that came with our house. Perched onto a rock, next to a cactus, were two lizards. At first, I thought the bigger lizard was attempting to eat the smaller lizard, so I hopped out of the car to come to its aid. However, as I got closer, I realized the two lizards were doing it. And I had interrupted them. My b, lizards, my b. You do your thang.