Lizzy

I forgot...Lizzy is staying with us. Perhaps we are staying with Lizzy. Lizzy is a tiny Gecko in the main bedroom. Ingrid went upstairs this morning and let out a cry. Me, the man, was immediately concerned. No need to worry. Lizzy had died!  Just before going to Jeffreys Bay Ingrid let our a squeal of delight. Lizzy was very much alive. She had just been playing dead. Just now I heard her talking, "Where are you? Oh there you are", was her satisfied remark. Long live Lizzy!