She’s a teeny tiny "house" gecko, and she lives in the bathroom at our cabina.
You can’t really tell from the photo, but she’s about as long as a toothpick, and as big around as 3 toothpicks put together.
Pipa was my nurse and companion today while Montezuma took his revenge.
Wave after wave of nausea caused me to retch helplessly into
the sink.
Luckily, I could reach it from the seated position.
Pipa looked on sympathetically from the shower, her tiny reptile eyes warm with compassion.
“I’m so sorry, Pipa,” I said. “I didn’t mean to barge in here and
trash the place.”
"No te preocupes, hermana," she said. "Mierda sucede."
(Don't worry, sister. Shit happens.)
(Don't worry, sister. Shit happens.)
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