We found this little guy today inside our house. Grace calls him "Yizzard." 
He's trying to hide in the carpet.
My camera spooked him and he took off running. Towards my bedroom. 
Like I could possibly sleep with a "yizzard" over my bed. So, of course, I had to chase him out of the house. But he ran into a corner over the stairs where I couldn't reach him with the broom. 
So I threw a washcloth at him. And missed. And then threw it again. And missed again. After about a dozen throws I scared him enough that he ran right toward the front door. Finally. Until he showed up in the kitchen the next morning. I guess "Yizzard" is here to stay.
He's trying to hide in the carpet.My camera spooked him and he took off running. Towards my bedroom. Like I could possibly sleep with a "yizzard" over my bed. So, of course, I had to chase him out of the house. But he ran into a corner over the stairs where I couldn't reach him with the broom. So I threw a washcloth at him. And missed. And then threw it again. And missed again. After about a dozen throws I scared him enough that he ran right toward the front door. Finally. Until he showed up in the kitchen the next morning. I guess "Yizzard" is here to stay.
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