Sometimes it still freaks me out a little bit to turn the light on in the kitchen and see a lizard skitter across the counter. I know they're supposed to be good luck, but it still makes me jump a little bit.
This guy was actually stuck in the sink. While I was making my trusty banana shake, he tried and failed twice to climb the steep wall, so I stepped in and gave him a hand. By "a hand," I mean that I draped a paper towel over the edge of the sink to give him some grip so he could climb up on his own. He did just that and headed straight for his sanctuary under the microwave. Good deed for the day, done.