The baby gecko living in my apartment has now grown up - he is about 2 1/2 inches long now - and he has finally discovered that there is life outside of my living room and he is constantly scaring me half to death.
The other day I went into my bathroom half asleep to brush my teeth and he was racing along the walls.
Then yesterday as I'm leaving for work he suddenly jumped from the ceiling to the floor in my hallway right in front of me. Good thing I didn't have my coffee in my hand because I would have spilt it all over me.
So now I have to train Mr. Gecko that even though I'm happy to co-exist with him he is allowed in my livingroom and my livingroom only. This isn't easy but can be done. Basically I just need to not react when I see him in the living room, but every time I see him somewhere else I need to actively shoo him away.
I kind of feel bad for the little guy, he is just trying to eke out an existence eating bugs and climbing walls and I'm getting in the way, but such is life for a gecko in the big city.
Aside: it has been pouring for hours and hours. Everyone was late to work because there are massive puddles everywhere. I saw the 'basement' of the construction site of a house this morning and it must have had a foot of water in it...looks like construction will be delayed for a bit there.
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