A long lost friend

A couple of months ago Ryan went camping with his Grandpa. I gave my dad explicit instructions not to help Ryan catch any critters because then he'd want to bring them home. Of course, the next day Ryan brought a lizard home--caught by the dad of a friend Ryan had made. Unfortunately, the little lizard looked dead and we told Ryan to go take it outside. When Ryan took it onto our patio it perked right up and scurried off into the bushes. Ryan was so sad. We tried to console him by telling him that maybe the lizard would come back someday. . .

And THAT it did! Today:).

And Ryan was even cool about letting it run off into the bushes again.

ETA: We do actually believe this is the same lizard. Ryan found it in the bushes in front of our apartment, we've never seen any other lizards around our building, and it really does look like the one that ran away.