Saturday, I was cleaning the basement as to make room for manfriend and all of his junk. I made great progress, and even swept.
Then I saw something moving in some broken brick dirt...
What's black, has a snakey head, a wormy tail, buggy eyes, and creepy frog legs? I don't freaking know, so I screamed and tried to smash it but it didn't die. It's tail came off and kept moving. Eeeeek!
I got it in a box lid and threw it in the yard. Then, there were more.
I did what every American girl would do, I took a carcass to my manfriends house and asked him what it is. He said it looked like a salamander, so I googled it.
Yep. Who has salamanders living in their basement? In the city? Me.
Turns out, I live near the metro park (yea, but like 3 miles!) that has one of the largest breeding pools for salamanders.
Online said cats are a good way to get rid of them, but firstly, they don't go in the basement, and secondly, remember when my four cats didn't kill a mouse that I had? Yea, my cats are not murderers. Someone needs to give them a lesson on the circle of life.
I think I'm going to call the landlords and tell them I have lizards in the basement. This will make it seem more urgent.