After Britton let the lizard crawl onto my arm, it started puffing up, so I got scared (naturally, right?) and asked Britton, "will he bite me!?" to which he responded "....I don't think so...." which kinda fueled my fear. And then...someone took a picture, but I think I was supposed to smile? Who in their right mind can think of such a thing when a lizard is about to eat you alive? I'm not even sure if Crayola has teeth, but next time I will ask the questions before I let a lizard hitch a ride on my hand.
Crayola was definitely the coolest of all Britton's pets (and he did have such soft feet, for the record)!
*Please note: although it looks like I am about to give the lizard to Lincoln to play with in the last picture, that is not the case. It looks much closer in the picture than it was in reality!