Two Eyes

June 8, 2009

As I sat down on the sofa with my cup of tea and feeling lousy with a cold, I internally gasped as two eyes sat looking up at me. A couple of days ago, I shooed a cat from the back door who was attempting to make his/her way through the iron gate into the laundry room. There are stray cats which get fed here at the compound…ugh. I have since closed the small white picket gate on my front porch after discovering the muddy footprints of my furry not-so-friend. Yes, I know that cats can jump; but any deterrent is a good thing for me.

Today was different. As we looked at each other, I could see that this guy was pale green, had four legs with interesting toes, and a long tail. In total, he was about the span of my thumb to my outstretched pinky. Now, what do I do? I went for a broom in the other room, grabbed by shoes, and the keys for the front door. I don't know exactly how he got into the house; maybe he was already here and I disturbed him while sweeping, or maybe he came in through an opened unscreened window or door. All I know is that Mr. Gecko was not staying in my house. Yes, I know that they are good to get rid of bugs, BUT…he had to go. I gently nudged him to the door with the broom and then gave him a swift nudge out of the door and eventually into the grass.

I know that it could be worse, but those critters do NOT belong in MY house!

-- JAH

PS – I looked for Steve's camera, but could not find it. Here is a web picture.