Remember when I mentioned ebbs and flows? Well this morning had a surge of geckos. It started with Izzy the cat pointing out the large house gecko on the wall in the house.

Izzy (cat), Missy (dog), and I (human) chased the gecko all over the wall, behind a coat rack, which chose that moment to come loose from the wall (I’ll address the fixing of that tomorrow), then down on the floor. Izzy would trap it, then I would push her back and try and scoop up the poor gecko, the gecko would leap from my hand and we would repeat the actions. Missy just wanted in on the action. After the poor gecko was tired out, I was finally able to get him in my hand and take him outside. Good news, his tail was still intact!

The next gecko, a tiny little thing on the window going to the catio was not so lucky. Izzy caught and ate him. The third gecko my eldest found at the front door was able to escape cat and human clutches and remain free in the outdoors. The previous week held no gecko chasing frenzies. Ebbs and flows.