Alright so we have many geckos in our house that are very cute and like to chatter with each other at night. Stumpy (the one without a tail that has decided to be my new roommate) usually says a little good night to me in the evening. We also have roughly 2 million ants in the house. The ants crawl everywhere and try to eat our food, the spiders eat the ants, the geckos eat the spiders and the ants, and nature takes its course. But every once in a while, something morbid but kind of cool happens. Two of my roommates have had experiences where they find a dead geckos in their room and later find them swarmed with ants and a gecko skeleton is all that's left after a few hours. We came home from dinner at Pizza Hut (I've missed my greasy American food) and I found this craziness, thankfully outside of my room and in the living room. Maybe us hiding all our food in the fridge has driven the ants to murderous ends...not really though. I'm curious as to why these little geckos kind of drop dead for seemingly no reason, but at least they're feeding somebody - ants have got to eat too right? I guess these last couple posts have had to do with sad things concerning animals, hopefully our crazy rugby/beach weekend will provide some happier updates. And sorry mom, I know you wanted a picture of a gecko and sadly this is the first one, but I'll make up for it with a real live one - I've been trying in vain to photograph Stumpy but he's a little camera shy.
Ewww!
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