Lizard Smells. What does it mean? Where did it come from? Who’s responsible for this shit?

That’d be me! Your friendly, artsy, political, opinionated 30-something Southern girl.

I’m married, childfree and with a bunch of animals sharing the house.   I like to do things like knit and and other things with string.  I’m a full time (non-traditional) college student, studying animation.  I like to talk about my animals and rant about lots of stuff.

Why lizardsmells.com? Mostly, because I’m a weirdo freakwoman. See, I have this little chihuahua mix that I adopted from an animal shelter in another county. I named her Isobel, which led to a nickname evolution. At first it was Lizard Belle. I called her that because she loves laying the sun more than just about anything else. That changed to Lizard Smells because she fucking stinks. And in case someone out there with the ability to read and comprehend words doesn’t get it, I love puns, have a foul mouth and pretty strong convictions.

I welcome comments and critiques.  I love to argue, so bring it, y’all!