My daughter's gecko has escaped his cage. A gecko is not as destructive as our other escaped pets (a gerbil once spent a week holed up in our speakers) but he's more difficult to find. He's the same beige as our walls and carpet, and he's silent and still and nocturnal.
To catch the gerbils we put out food. To catch Tokay we're setting up humidifiers. Poor little guy. I hope he doesn't end up like Ötzi.
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Blake berated his sister over this. I told him to stop. All caged creatures, I said, will find an opportunity to escape, even misleadingly immobile geckos.
And my son leapt from his chair and disappeared out the front door.
But then he came back in. "It's cold out there!"
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You guys. I cannot stop reading about events at the Malheur Wildlife Refuge. I'm so curious about the journalists that I'm tempted to drive over there.
What does the press think of it out there? It's really, really remote. From Bend heading east there is not a noticeable town for two hours, and even then you've only reached Hines (population 1500) and Burns (population 2500). Are they flying into Bend or Boise and renting vans? Where are they staying? Where are they eating? Where are they charging their phones?
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Oh Jen, how I miss working with you. :)
KENNY! Hi! --- Have any ideas how to catch a gecko?
If it's anything like a snake in an office building, you just until you hear the scream of a woman finding it behind the copy machine. :)
Yeah --- that's the scenario I want to avoid, as I would be the screaming woman! I'm so sure the thing will fall onto my head while I'm in the shower.
I'm guessing something to attract him (her?) would work, like a heat lamp and some contained food (like crickets in a container with mesh so he can smell them, but they don't escape).
LOVE that Blake ran outside! Bwahaha!
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