I don't like lizards!

It's very hot today, 27 degrees here, and George Labrador went to have a drink from his outside bowl only to find a lizard in it, thrashing around, doing the front crawl! The lizard couldn't climb out, but when Mr helped it out, it ran straight into the house.
He chased it out several times only for it to run back in again and even up his leg at one point. I stood there unable to help (as I was afraid it would come for me) and George stood bemused at all the activity. Eventually Mr F flicked it out and it has taken refuge under the outside table, so I'm sitting with my legs safely out of the way!