We had a large snowfall during easter. And I really mean large! It was a wonderful spring with high temperature (at least for Norway in March) before I went on vacation. My father warned me that they had snowy weather. But I am so stupid when I pack my trunks while the weather is good. I just can't get myself to pack winter clothes. And I didn't this time either. But I did bring my skis, even though my father said I wouldn't need them. Well, I am happy I did! We got 30-40 cm of snow in two days. I only had summer shoes, except for my ski boots, so I didn't enjoy walking outside. But I did enjoy the skiing. And Kaisa, my dog, was exstatic! She just loves snow and chasing snowballs.
But I have to share one little guy who wasn't happy about the cold weather. At the end of my vacation, the snow was melting away rapidly again. And it seemed to fool some animals. On my way back from my parent's cabin, I found this little guy between the patches of snow:
We only have five species of reptiles in Norway, and this species is the one reptile species that lives the furtherst north in the world. This little guy had tried to go for a walk in a temperature one degree above freezing point. That's not a very wise thing to do for a little reptile, who is dependant on some temperature to keep going.
This little lizard is a common species in Norway, but you rarely see them, as they are very shy. I've seen one only a few times, 3-5 times, I don't remember. I thought this little one was dead, so I picked it up to have a closer look at it. Then I realized that it was still alive!

It was barely moving his tail, and sooo slowly! Slowly he turned on his back, pretending to be dead, and showed his beautiful belly. I didn't know they even had that color.
I also had a closer look at his face. Look at those cute, tiny tounge ends hanging out of his mouth!
I couldn't bring him home, so I carefully placed him under some dark bark that had fallen down from a tree, in the hope that it would give shelter, and that the dark color would absorb some sunlight, and give him a little heat. I don't think he would make it, and I am very sorry for that. I loved that little guy. I wish I could have done more for him. I've been thinking about him ever since, feeling sorry for him, and feeling a little bit stupid for letting this affect me so. That's the bad part of loving animals.
