As long-time readers of this blog know, our house is shared with geckos. The general feeling of those who live around us is that this is a good thing, as geckos eat ants and mosquitoes and such. Earlier this evening, Jacen started yelling about a gecko, and sure enough he found one in the bathroom. With a bit of work, he trapped it. And my ever-fearless daughter promptly picked it up. It seems that once a gecko is cornered, he goes into possum-mode, making it easy to pick up.