Remember how I wanted a bunny? Well. I'm not superstitious, but I am a little stitious.
But the proper amount of time has passed so I can announce it.
I got a gecko.
A little baby one.
His name is Aristotle Stupid Socks. Or Stupid for short. He's a little punk. He likes crickets, worms, and watching me sleep. Like the creep he is.
He bit me once.
I sprayed the squirt bottle right in his eye.
We get along well. He's funny and I love him.
He's supposed to live 15 years.