So there are lizards all over the place here. It's weird; at my old apartment, I had the really beautiful bright green with red teardrop spots geckos (just like the Geico mascot). At my newer place, I only have the boring brown geckos. Still, I have gotten attached, and have named several. (My favorite is Henry, who I think is sometimes bullied by Frank.)
Cut to this morning, when I went to take out the trash, and found a sad, completed flattened gecko stuck to my front door. I think it was Joe. I imagine when I got home last night, I didn't see him, and he was totally in the wrong place at the wrong time. RIP.
And, the close up:
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