I am used to being insulted, but today Lynettea came into the laundry as I was trying to revive a gecko. It had dropped a small section of its tail and then had a heart attack.
Lynettea stared at it, then shouted, ‘Oh no! Sasha what have you done?’
Next thing I am shut in the kitchen and when she opens the door again the gecko has vanished
I wonder if she takes them outside and eats them where I can’t see?
Oh well, it is good to share prey, but she could show some gratitude.
I had only been going to play with the gecko in any case. It wasn’t my fault it had a weak heart.
Then I took her out for walkies. I found a dead rat in the garden. Our neighbour came in to collect it. Maybe they are cooking it up for rat stew.
So I am not sure who is the natural killer.
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| this gecko was outside in the front door. Probably not the one I found. |
