Wildlife at Church

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I clean a church on Saturdays for a little extra cash. You would not believe how much the animal kingdom wants to get in. When I get there, the chickens are on the front stoop and the sidewalk in the back. I shoo them away from the door and slip inside. The first thing I find is a frog sitting in a toilet. It looks at me with its froggy eyes. I say, 'not happening,' and walk away pretending I don't see it. I hear a noise in the wastebasket. A lizard is trapped there. I take it outside and deposit it in a grassy area. It is immediately attacked by a bigger lizard. I shoosh it away. When I come back later, the big lizard is sitting all puffed up and I hope the smaller one took his chance to escape. I go back inside. The frog is now on the floor and I spend time catching it to take it outside. I hear a racket. A cat is at the door. That sets off a long petting marathon. I finally get done and want to go home. The chickens are lined up in the driveway like bowling pins. They dare me to run them over. After many toots of the horn and 3 foot stop and gos, I leave and wonder what the animal kingdom has in store for next week.