Vengance is mine!!!... Now what was my grudge?

Oh, practical jokes are so much fun! Here's the most recent one I've been involved in:

About two years ago, we had a really big camp out here on our property. It was great fun, and we had the material for a great joke. A big, life like iguana to be placed inside a friend's tent. (We'll call the lizard Lizzy, and the friend Ioyk, for reasons unknown to unknowing readers. ;^D) We, a few selected helpers and myself, hid Lizzy in my closet until the time would be right to make the next move. Disaster struck when a traitor informed Ioyk of our plan and allowed him to move in and confiscate our weapon!! So our brilliant plan was foiled, and the years went by... but we never forgot about our dear friend, Lizzy, held captive in enemy territory!!!
Poor Lizzy... I made a couple visits to her prison camp. It was of the worse variety. She was forced to stand upright 24/7 in a tight, closed space, exposed to almost all the effects of the weather, but she bore it bravely! I knew in my heart, a rescue simply had to be made!!

My opportunity came unexpectedly about two weeks after my first visual observation of Lizzy's plight. I was in the area doing some community service for the community, when an unexpected means of transportation arrived. Ioyk was in the other room, busy with something that was keeping him busy, and I glanced in at Lizzy, in her miserable quarters, and suddenly rushed in, scooped her up in my arms and hid her behind my backpack. Fortunately, I discovered a sympathizer for my cause who voluntarily stood guard around at the corner until I had completed my mission.

However, it was not without difficulty. I realized to my dismay that Lizzy's tail was a full 6 inches too long and would not fit in my backpack. As I frantically searched my surroundings for something larger, my guard at the corner began to wave her pointer finger in a small circle at her side, as if to say, "He's coming in for home!!" I looked to my right and my left and saw no escape, so I promptly threw Lizzy onto a large arm chair and sat upon her! (I later apologized. She forgave me considering the circumstances.)
Ioyk entered the room and paused. The air was tense... I just knew my face would tell all. He looked at me for a moment and I held my breath. Did he know? Could he see past my poorly done up poker face? At last he left the building and we were safe. My ally offered me a large paper bag in which to hide my little friend. It also was not a sufficient disguise, but I covered her exposed tail with a sweat shirt, and bravely marched out the door.

With the enemy working so close, (in the trunk of the car,) I had to move fast, so in one swift motion, I swung the paper bag into the back seat, stood up, and smiled innocently. All was well. I could smell success from here! Ioyk finished his work and stepped away. The driver got in the car, and we drove out of the driveway, and down the road. Victory!! Lizzy was safe at last!!!

At least that's what I thought. The next day, after church, I remembered my bags in the back of the drivers car. I headed out to retrieve them and what sight did I see? Ioyk, being the gentleman with all the manners I lacked, was carrying my bags up to the door for me. My heart leaped in my throat. I uttered some excuse about needing to get the car keys and dashed back into the church! I was positive Ioyk knew what was IN the bag he was holding... My plan was doomed, and so was Lizzy! I could not think of one alternate plan except, play dumb. So I got the keys, walked outside, and discovered I was still in the game! My bags had made it to the car with everything still safely tucked inside!

We rushed home and hid Lizzy again. Ioyk never even noticed Lizzy disappearance until the next afternoon (today). He emailed me to admit defeat. I kindly skimmed lightly over the subject and allowed him what was left of his dignity. So concludes a remarkable true tale.