Yes, my home is free of any kind of bug that could try to live here. Thanks to Gordon. But really, I know these little guys reproduce on some sort of cycle, and I keep forgetting to check the last time I was over run. I an again over run. Even the lizard has vacated - they took over the lizard kitchen recently. I opened my Barbie fridge and a tiny string of a gecko fell off the door. I was looking for some supplies for work in the storage room and there before my eyes, a teeny guy dashed up the wall from his perch on the light switch. Yesterday I watched two try to escape through the back bedroom screen. They are about the size of butcher twine and same colour. I am so afraid I am gonna step on one. It makes me icky feeling about that. I drove over a dead dog on the way to work yesterday and then on the other side of the highway, I managed to drive over another dead one on the way home. Each time I do the bump bump, hump bump, I shriek, squeal, and then gag for about an hour thinking about what I had done. I cannot imagine what I would do if I stepped on a live baby gecko. I can't imagine.
So, please, if you see me ranting about an influx of geckos, please tell me. I have noted that this latest crop appeared on Mother's Day, so I will be able to calculate a timeframe and prepare for the onslaught once I have a schedule figured out. I am not sure what I will do to prepare, but at least I won't be caught off guard.
WILD LIFE IN MY NEW RAINFOREST
VIA ONE RAINFOREST TO ANOTHER - thought these guys were more appropriate. I see their cousins every day
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