
It was a quiet afternoon at the Black Dog Cafe. David was contemplating his next Scrabble move ...

... when a lizard fell from the sky onto his chest, grabbed his shirt with its little feet, and ran across the Scrabble board.

While I was laughing at David's shock ...

... the lizard ran up and glared at me ...

... and then jumped onto my head, where he sat looking around defiantly.

Eventually he figured out that what he really should be climbing was the umbrella pole.

And he made it back to the safety of the treetops.
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