Sunday, January 27, 2008

Geico's Gone Psycho

After a year of living with me, the original gecko, the one I always said was so tame he's practically comatose, has decided he is a psychotic killer.

I have two sets of teeth marks on my left index finger to prove it.

For no reason whatsoever that I could discern, he has gone after me twice, and we're not talking little love bites either. We're talking biting hard enough to draw blood, latching on and shaking his head violently like a shark trying to tear off a chunk of meat. This evening he even tried to chomp on me through the mesh cage walls.

Next time I clean his cage, I'm going to wear heavy gloves for the catch-him stage of the process.

The only thing I can figure is he must think he's a tokay gecko.


2 comments:

bum said...

Geez, Beach! Are all your fans on vacation? I have no symphony for your plight with the oh-so-cute? lizards. Get a turtle.
However, I recommend a hamster ball for transfer...put a couple of crickets in it, the lil' bastid will go right in and voila! you can clean with ease.

on-my-mind said...

That was funny, CB. Tell that boy to settle down!
I liked the link to the tokay lizard. I have never heard of it before.

 
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