There's a gecko loose upstairs.
Rick was being a kind, wonderful Dad and cleaning out the gecko cage in Martha's room when one of the speedy little boogers got loose in the upstairs bathroom. We'll keep watch for him and hopefully we'll find him so he can return to the cage and dine on crickets with his wife.
I love geckos; I wish we lived in a climate where we could just have them running loose in the house. They're terrific pest controllers and they're fun, too. When we lived in Corpus Christi back in the day, we used to have house geckos. The only thing I do NOT like about that climate is the ginormous cockroach thingys... they're hideous.