Critters

If you know me at all you know I hate bugs. I hate critters. I hate things that can move quickly. So when I walk by my bedroom door and see a lizard crawling on the wall it's not okay. I panicked. Jeremy is in class so I can't call him. So I called my mom. After she heard my voice and what the problem was, she yelled at me because "I can't call her with that voice when I have a baby." Our conversation proceeded like this.....

Mom: "How big is it?" Me: "It's not that big."

Mom: "Well is it a lizard or a salamander?"

Me: "It's probably a salamander."

Mom: "Get a bowl and trap it under it until Jeremy gets home."

Then it started moving so I started freaking out that the lizard was moving.

Mom in a very calm voice: "It's not a lizard, it's a salamander."

Me: "I don't care what it is, it's moving!"

So I went and got a bowl and crawled on top of our bed to plan my attack, putting mom on speaker phone. It crawled into the corner of the wall, making it impossible for me to trap it under the bowl.

Mom: "Can you vacuum it up?"

..........

Needless to say I just payed our neighbors back after I screamed for 15 seconds waiting for the vacuum to capture him. 

And my vacuum is now sitting outside. 

And I will never open the windows again.