Little Buddy

Before you read this, you might want to go back and get a little history, then you can continue..

Mom called me when I was about 2 minutes from the house tonight. I told her I was almost home and she said “okay I’ll just wait until you get here”.

I walk into the house, she points to a jar on the coffee table. “Look inside”, she says, with a little smirk on her face. Knowing how she likes to torment me and my possibly irrational fear of spiders, I told her I didn’t want to. I made sure to stay back in case whatever was in the jar decided to go into attack mode. I looked closer though, and saw my little friend from a few weeks ago.

Dad said he saw him wandering down the hall and then went underneath the door in Laura’s old room. They followed him in there and mom helped him catch him. He said from the way I described him, he expected this little fella to be about 6 inches long. He then proceeded to tell me that this particular gecko was a baby, which meant his mommy and daddy and brothers and sisters were around here somewhere. I guess since my research on the little guy I’m not quite as nervous. In fact, one article I read said that some people keep 4 or 5 of these things as pets because they eat all the other bugs in the house. Hmm, maybe that’s an idea!

Anyway, I let him go out in the neighborhood. He scurried off like he was happy to be out of the jar. I'm sure he was!

I tell ya, the excitement never ends around here!