I almost stepped on this little guy (girl?) on Beacon Street today, near Charlesgate. He was tiny — even smaller than his chocolate-caramel-pecan siblings, the only species I generally study. He was heading into the street, which I considered a bad idea. He wasn't making much progress, so I had time to figure out what to do.
There were a lot of runners passing by; it was likely he would get squashed on or run over if he wasn't relocated. Bringing him home to meet the cats flashed through my mind for maybe a second; they have never mentioned any interest in
amphibians reptiles, although the kittens have more scientific curiosity than Possum or Wendy. But I didn't see that scenario ending well.
Finally, I picked him up and carried him to some green weeds under a rosebush, not far from the Muddy River. A goose couple with five goslings hangs out there sometimes, but they weren't around. I figured he'd be safe and have some options, since he was within smelling distance of the water.
Note: I should know my reptiles from my amphibians; sorry. I really only spend time with the chocolate kind.