Last night, I was sauteing some chicken on the stove for dinner. Just as I tossed in a handful of minced onions and celery, a baby gecko FELL OFF THE CEILING AND INTO THE PAN.
Poor baby gecko. I rescued him from a steamy death by arroz con pollo and deposited him outside on our lawn. Having a gecko fall into one's dinner probably seems odd to those of you who don't live in Hawaii, but for us, it's pretty normal. It's just life in a tropical rainforest. Geckos and all.
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poor baby gecko, I'm glad you saved him. Here at my parents we have tons, a nice change from our old place where we mostly had those freaky jurasic types.
-a
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