Today as I was getting out of the shower, I pulled the towel off the rack and was surprised when something leaped onto my body, then fell down into the water and started swimming. After shrieking like a girl, I looked down and saw that it was a lizard, who had just stopped swimming and was now floating. I pulled it out of the water and it sat on my hand catching its breath. This put me in a quandary, because I wanted to take it out to the backyard to let it go, but I wasn't the most dressed I've ever been. As I tried to wrangle my towel around me with one hand, he jumped off my hand and into the sink. He then waited patiently, eyeing me warily while I finished drying off and donned my bathrobe. Finally I scooped him into a plastic cup that happened to be there, and took him outside. But first I stopped by my room and took pictures of him. That's the fee you pay for me giving you a ride. Just like all the girls I pick up with my car late at night.