apon seeing an anole atop a basket by the lamp:

wait

You don’t belong here –

who says?

well, its, um, not your home?

who says?

well you’re wild and we have cats!

it’s not safe!

how do you think i got here in the first place?

can you not see the scar where my tail has regrown?

have you not noticed how well fed i look?

who are you to say this is not my home?

ah

he is right.

welcome here.

may You find refuge.