A few days ago, a stupid brown green gecko made it's way into our house. I couldn't trap it and it ran under the couch, or somewhere in that vicinity. I got distracted in the mist of the action and started to do something else.
And until today, I actually forgot about it. Sad I know, I just didn't have it on my mind that this creepy slimy lizard thing was running rampant in our house.
Today, that stupid thing claimed our couch as it's throne. Just like that. Moved in. Got comfy. I mine as well give it the damn remote control while we're at it. Once again, we failed at catching it- so now I am living upstairs for the night. I have absolutely no desire to share the couch with that thing. It will probably creep up behind me and lick my ear or something while watching last weeks Bachelor Pad. GROSS.
Wish me luck in tomorrow endeavours to find and trap this sucker. Oh I am sure he has invited his posse, considering I left the slider open after letting the dog out earlier. (bangs head on wall repeatedly)
With my luck, I'll wake up in the middle of the night by my lizard stalker staring my in my face.