Perhaps you read about the live-in gecko we have. If not, you might want to go back and read those posts. No pressure.
So when we thought that life would be back normal with our little friend, as he nonchalantly goes running across the wall from the air conditioner over to the plants, something else happened.
I was cleaning one day, between the coffee table and the TV table. Just picking up little threads and tiny leaves that track in front outside from the rug before vacuuming, because that makes sense, of course. So I picked this little, maybe centimeter long piece of something up to investigate it. And when I felt the texture of this thing, which was, in fact, a little squishy but still firm, I dropped it immediately. Our live-in guest left us another little appendage, for a reason we do not know. That was so nice of him.
So I left the little, discarded tail on the coffee table where I dropped it so Brett could see it when he got home. That went over well, hahahaha!
I wonder what will happen next in the tail-dropping sage!
You may have read the tale (tail – hahaha) of the little guest we had who lost his tail.
Well, wouldn’t you know that the little dude has returned? With a new tail. But this time, he’s not hanging out in the kitchen to bathroom corridor – perhaps that was a bit of PTSD situation for him. Dude now scoots his way out of the air con unit in the living room! The unit is high up on the wall and is sometimes on during the day so I’m not sure how he hides out in there when it’s on! Very strategically I suppose!
The scooting strategy is to come out in the late evenings now – every evening! When we have lights on and are watching Netflix or CBS or something, and there is talking and noise. Brave little soul considering what happened to him! He makes his air con exit quickly and pauses on the wall, perhaps adjusting to the light and heads over to the plants. This is fine. Eat up those ants, buddy.
Having an unexpected guest in your house can perk your nerves. Even if the guest is a harmless little gecko.
Living in a tropical climate, you are going to have these guests. Ones like geckos or ants, or roaches, or something. If I had to choose – I choose gecko.
We had seen a few little guys here and there in this apartment, usually by the door or in the kitchen. No big deal. But one evening when we got back from boot camp, little dude was on the breakfast bar wall heading to the bathroom – perhaps? We figured he didn’t really need to be in there so we grabbed the kitchen bin – a small white plastic bin – covered him up and scooted him towards the front door. A couple of times in the scooting process, we got a glimpse of his little tail and we were afraid he might actually get it cut off in this life-saving event.
So we get him to the door and shoo him out. We felt pretty good about ourselves until we saw that, in fact, little dude has a hard time running away AND his tail is gone! We both got a bit grossed out and felt a bit bad, but at least dude was where he belonged and got away even though his tail was sitting on our welcome mat… (I’ll leave that mental image there)..
Being the people we are, googling gecko tails the next day was helpful because we learned that geckos will drop their tails in threatening situations. So then, we didn’t feel so bad! Dude would regrow a new one. Great adaptation.