Earlier today I noticed this little critter in my outside sink.
(Whisky, down! It’s not a frog!)
My first thought was that he’d have no problem climbing out. After all, lizards seem perfectly happy climbing up vertical walls, or hanging from the ceiling. But not this little chappy. Even as he tried to run around inside the sink he had no traction and was skidding about.
Needless to say, I lifted him out, and he went on his merry way, perhaps chastened, and perhaps a little wiser.