We found gecko eggs in my shed. Hatched ones. Cue a dozen teeny tiny squeeful little lizards. Sorry no pics.
Charlie has volunteered to visit you.
Wow, sorry. I meant 88.
2.2 X 40=88
I liked the squirrel one.
I remember all the times we (my parents, my sister, and I) have had to rescue house mice from our cat. And how many times we’ve found mouse entrails from the mice he’s butchered on the sly. I swear, he’d been reincarnated from Jack the Ripper.
Then we got another kitty, and the first cat stopped leaving corpses around. From then on, he took to eating the mouse whole, because he didn’t want the other kitty to get any undue credit for his kills.
No lizards, as far as we know. Not where we live (the Great Lakes area).