My feelings concerning the geckos around our house are well documented. If you're new around here, let me sum up:
I do not like the geckos. They make me twitchy and screechy and generally unhappy. It's something about their squishy little see-through bodies and the way they move and...vomit. Just thinking about them long enough to write this post will have me shuddering and cringing and checking the ceiling for geckos poised to drop down the back of my shirt for the rest of the day.
So yes, I heartily dislike the geckos. However, I do not mind the two lizards who have made our backyard their home. They mostly stick to the block wall and have yet to try to come in the house. They're just back there eating bugs and minding their own business and I like that in a backyard dweller.
So I'm really hoping that whatever tried to enter our home via the doorjamb was a gecko and not one of our lovely lizards. But I can't really tell.
I really don't want to clean that up.
(that was a really horrifying discovery, by the way)
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This happened to us recently too! I'm normally pretty non-squeamish, but this was too much and I had to have my husband clean it up.
Yuck. I don't especially like them either, I can't rest easy if I happen to see one in my house. Good luck cleaning that up Kayla. No thanks.
ughhhhhh gross. gross. gross.
you apologized in advance but ijust to keep reading anyway and now i'm sorry. even sorrier that you had to discover that.
I just had the craziest mixed reaction combo of grossed out, sad, and cracking up. Thanks. :)
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