Making friends...

My Dad is a type of person where most animals sense something and they're immediately drawn to him. Usually fierce dogs turn into cuddly fluffy toys when they spot him, hurt birds won't bite as he's helping them... this little wild lizard also decided he won't do any harm and decided to see if he's tasty (took a small lick and bite but decided my Dad's finger isn't edible). After that, the little lizard took up a spot in the sun just a foot away from my Dad and both enjoyed probably last summer-like rays of sunshine this year:

1 comment:

  1. Kudos to your dad; sounds like a wonderful man. People who are loved by animals have something special about them.

    I can get close to lizards but they don't lick my hand!

    Have a great weekend!