A few days ago my dog Sport chased a lizard around our grill which is out on a piece of patio outside the birdcage. This lizard first had the smarts to go under the fuel tank. I had hoped to help Sport get the lizard by lifting up the fuel tank. Except that my pants also offered another hiding place much to my consternation. Which option the lizard took after I lifted up the fuel tank and Sport gave chase. The lizard hoped right up my foot and under my pants leg and disappeared. Since I did not feel like stripping my pants off where one of my neighbors might see me, I went into the house. That's when the lizard made its next smart decision and dropped from my pants leg and hightailed it underneath the nearest chair. Puts a new meaning to draining the lizard.