I walked my other half down to the station. The track is a bit wet, and he took a big step to get over a puddle. I spotted something curled up right where his foot was going to
land, so I pushed him over. Not right over you understand, but
enough to knock him off balance a bit and put his foot down far enough over to avoid standing on this fella. He wasn't very amused, but then he saw this guy and gave it a kick to see what it was.
"Don't do that - it's alive, that's why I pushed you!"
Don't know why I bother some days...
It decided it didn't like being kicked, and began to uncurl itself and slither away...
...leaving a tail-less lizard behind it. Poor thing.
Poor little stumpy tailed lizard was still alive though.
Off he goes. Hope he'll be OK.
Go for it, little fella!