OMFG

I have this nifty pair of swimming goggles. I so want to rock them around town. You know, show up at work wearing them, go grocery shopping in them. The likes. I have been taking them to the pool with me so I don't have to worry about dry sore eyes once home. Remember how I said I was going to the pool today? I did. I jumped on in, trusty goggles sucked onto my eye sockets and started to check out the bottom of the pool. I found the largest bug in there the other day. Large and strange. And dead. Precisely how I like large strange bugs. Especially when they are from the desert. This place is stock full of venomous creatures.

Anyway... I am swimming about looking for dead things and just generally having a good time and that's when I spot it. I automatically think "get the fuck out of here" and go up for air. Why do you find the most interesting things just as you run out of air? I go back under and my eyes had not lied. There, floating at the bottom of the pool was a very small Mediterranean House Gecko... sans tail. Same size, same tail broken off in the same place. I called Mr. F over to take a look. He of course had to to do the boy thing and bring him to the surface. We are almost 100% certain we found the bloated remains of M.D.

Insult to injury: Just as I was lamenting the entire affair, Mr. F's brother throws the squeak toy in the water and Tabitha goes barreling across the cement for it. This amounted to her trampling M.D. and mashing him into her foot, thus taking him back to his watery grave in mushy pieces.

Needless to say, I am back inside.