This morning, bleary-eyed, I was filling the electric kettle to make coffee in the French press. Just about to snap the lid shut when I noticed something floating on the surface. A twig? No, it was a dead, emaciated lizard!
Must have been one last-ditch effort that sent him into that kettle. Poor thing!
I had to boil three pots of water before I could use the kettle for my coffee.