There was another victim of deadly violence in the house early this morning.

Yet another lizard died in the hands - or paws, rather - of Genie the Lizard Killer. The person who discovered this hideous crime was none other than myself, with Mel's mother as a witness.

Here's a brief report on what happened:

We'd called out for Genie to come to the kitchen a few times but had no response from her. So I went in search for her. She wasn't in the dining area, nor was she in the master bedroom. When I spotted her in the living room, I distinctively saw her pick something up with her mouth. She then sat there and gave me her best "Who, Me?" look.

I had to pry her mouth open, only to have her latest victim drop onto the floor. Horrified, I quickly picked her up and carried her to the kitchen.

Obviously unwilling to give up her prey, she scooted off the minute I put her on the floor to pounce on the poor lizard again.

There was alot of screaming, but I eventually managed to calm her down. Melvin's mother. Not the dog.

Genie was chastised, but the lizard was already dead.

It was an unfortunate incident and I hope the said victim of violence will rest in peace.