Unfortunately they didn’t notice until stuff was sticking to my tail. Mom made sure she got all the paint off of her and out of her hair, but my tail still has some paint in it:

Of course, Mom wanted to try and cut out the stuff that won’t come out. I won’t let her though, she’s done enough damage. *sniffs* I hope they don’t paint again. The humans made such a mess, paint on the sidewalk, paint on my tail (that’s still there days later!), not to mention the smell. It was like those appetitesuppressant thingies. I just could not hunt and eat in peace by the house with it smelling so funny. I let two different lizards go because of it!