Say hello to my little friend
About a week ago I came home late one night and there was a gecko hanging out on my wall. A small fry, really. Probably still a baby. But nevertheless there he was paralyzed thinking I might not notice a 2 inch thing standing out against a bright, white wall.
He's not dumb though. As soon as he figured out I was staring directly at him he scampered behind a picture hanging on the wall.
Busted.
I snapped this shot of him (or her . . . who knows?).
Back home I think I would have been highly uncomfortable with any animal living in my home that I didn't invite but I guess I've been in Thailand too long. I immediately accepted him and invited him to stay as long as he likes.
I'm not sure how he got to the 12th floor of the building. He's far too short to reach the elevator buttons so I can only assume that he crawled up the side of the building and, dammit, if he's willing to put in that much effort just to hang out with me I should give him a shot.
I went to bed.
The next night I was watching TV late and I saw him scamper out of the kitchen across the living room wall. He was trying to be all stealthy and would stop when I looked at him and then make a run for it when he thought I wasn't looking. He finally hid behind the AC unit and, again, I went to bed.
Despite keeping an eye out for him I didn't see him for the next four nights. Not a single sighting.
I started to get a little depressed. Didn't he like me? Didn't I have enough mosquitos for him? What's wrong with me? Why can't he love me?
Then last night as I was watching TV late again I saw something in the kitchen. There he was standing on the stove. Even 15 feet away he saw me looking at him and hid behind the microwave.
I hope he gets used to me being in his home.
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