A baby blue tongue! There is no way of opening the trap without releasing the mouse, so I had to let it go. "And don't come back!" I shouted after it as it fled under the fence into the neighbour's yard. I fed the little lizard some lettuce and let it go in the garden away from the bird seeds.
This morning I packed up Polly's bedding near the back door, and something rolled out:
Another baby blue toungue! At first I thought they were the same one, but comparing the stripes shows they are different babies. Siblings, certainly.
Woo hoo, as the saying goes. And Squee as well.