Lizard Love

I seem to attract geckos into my life from time to time. That is fine with me as I consider them good luck and down right cute as well. A couple of weeks ago, I saw something crawling around in my bathroom. It was pale beige, almost the color of the tile. I had to look really close to see that it was a baby gecko. It must have come in through the tiniest of cracks between the screen and the window ledge. I figured that it would get out the same way it came in so I left it alone. A day or so later, I saw it again. It was a little bigger but I still thought that it would be able to get out. I kept seeing it until finally, I realized last week that it was to big to get out whatever crack it had originally found and decided I should do something. I got a plastic cup and a junk mail card and placed them on the back of the toilet so that I could cover the gecko with the cup, slide the card under it between the gecko and the floor and use it for a lid so that I could carry the gecko out side to set it free. Days went by and I did not see my little friend again. I thought that it had found its way out after all. And it had. Out of the bathroom anyway.

The next siting was in my office. It scurried behind my vision board a few days ago. There was not way to get it out of there so I thanked the little one for the positive energy that it brings to my manifestations and forgot about it.....


Until yesterday when I saw it on the hearth, real close to the back door. Maybe it will find its way out. Last night, Lani kept sniffing around the fireplace. I knew that she was after the gecko. I made her get away from the area. Then, today as I was eating lunch, she was standing over her toy basket which is between the hearth and the door. At first I thought that she was perusing her possessions trying to decide what she wanted to drag out into the floor, but then she started dragging the basket away from the wall and sniffing around behind it. I knew what she had found. Quickly I grabbed my plastic cup and junk mail. Of course, the gecko went straight for the corner where the hearth, floor and wall meet. I had to scrape at it a little with the junk mail, but I managed to get it into the cup and taken out side.


This is not the first time I have had to rescue a gecko. A few years ago, one got into the little house we were occupying and grew to full size. A friend came over to let me practice some of my newly acquired craniosacral techniques on her. Over and over, the gecko climbed up onto the window sill and jumped into the glass as it tried to get out. We had quite a circus going for a while as we propped the screen door open and tried to herd the thing out. We were unsuccessful so I left the door open for a little while to give it ample opportunity to escape. I am pretty sure that it did because here is what I saw on the corner of the house a few weeks later.

There is only one song that could be the sound track for this post: Arosmith's Lizard Love.