Sunday, August 2, 2009

The night of two geckos

They've started to organize themselves, and I know it's only a matter of time before I'm dealing with a full-fledged gecko military attack.

I can just see them, with their tiny helmets, tiny uniforms, and tiny M-16 rifles. Some of them will be riding on tiny tanks, and some will be pulling tiny pins out of tiny hand grenades. As I'm writing this, there's another one on the outside of our front door's window, no doubt on a covert spy mission to infiltrate our defenses.

I saw gecko number one (we'll call him Adolf) in the foyer as I was walking to the bathroom. I froze. I was alone in the house. I had no backup on this mission. Calmly (no really, I was calm), I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass.

I will not let them win.

Quickly and confidently, I slipped the glass over the offender, and with one clink, I was safe once again. Adolf circled the glass several times, suddenly a prisoner of war. I think I may have even heard a tiny "Noooooooooooo!"

Maybe not.

A few hours later, I came home from CVS (what do you do at 1 a.m. on Saturday night/Sunday morning? I'm so darn cool.) to find another one. On the ceiling!

Fortunately, Jack was home by then, so I didn't have to sit on the couch the rest of the night staring at the gecko, lest it launch an all-out air attack.

I suggested getting the ShopVac and its long attachments out and sucking it off the ceiling. Evidently that was "cruel." This is the method he chose instead.


Jessica Latshaw said...

First of all I have to say that I love how your husband is manly enough to wear a pink polo. Drew just told me that he would wear a light pink shirt, so I am thinking that is something I am going to try to find for him...And way to go on getting rid of the gecko in a humane fashion!!!

Mandy and Jack said...

Yeah, that's not his only pink shirt either! And you have Jack to thank for the humane-ness of the gecko-catching. I'll be honest... I'm all for being humane to all the other animals, but if I could actually bring myself to kill a gecko, I would do it. But only in self-defense.

Wendy said...

My roommate and I once called the Corps escort service to come get a lizard out of our dorm room. Two guys came over and caught him in a cup. It was quite heroic.