I don’t scare easily, until…

I’m not too bad with creepy crawlies or snakes or serial killers (I’ve never come up against a serial killer, but if I do I’ll let you know – hopefully). I’m kind of a casual person and am rarely ruffled (unless, of course, I’m on a road trip in monsoon storms with a dog who has diarrhea).

On Monday I took the day off working at the RUC. I needed to get the place where I’m currently staying into ship shape. You know, the boring things like washing and folding and vacuuming and washing floors and on and on ad nauseam…

In January I wrote about these two cute geckos who decided to put on a bit of a luv fest above my head (so I did the only sensible thing and took a photo of them).

So I’m cleaning away on Monday and on the clothes dryer outside I find (what I think is) a tablet about the size of a tic tac. Hmm, interesting. How did that get there? I picked it up to take a good look at it and gave it a bit of a squeeze (as you do when you find a random tic tac on the clothes dryer).

It looked like this picture below (but it wasn’t on a spoon – go figure).

Photo courtesy of http://www.nicoyapeninsula.com

Before I knew it the thing burst open and a tiny gecko jumped out and attached itself to my nose. For a second I thought it was going to ask “Are you my mother?” – but before it had the chance I screamed and it jumped onto the table.

Here is a picture of the cute little fella with some of the shell still on his back.

I chased him around for a while from the table to the floor until I got all the shell off. To give an indication of his tiny size, that blurry thing near him is a house fly that was in the process of taking off (hence the blur). 

 

He’s now living happily ever after with his Kama Sutra parents in a quiet little nook outside the kitchen window. I saw his father looking very pensive last night – proud that his little offspring survived.

Here’s dad, on the outside ceiling behind the light checking out his enormous shadow 

I may have shattered the image of my brevity getting all weirded out when the little fella jumped on my nose, but I’m sure I did the right thing in the end…

Would you have jumped? Or am I just turning into a little sissy?