Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Mr. Big-my daughter's new lizard. Though she is quick to correct me when I call him a lizard, he's a Gecko. Which is a lizard. But I can't call him a lizard, that's not specific enough apparently. Not to mention that the only way to tell if it's a boy or girl is to squeeze and if something pops out, boy. If not, girl. At this point, I don't care enough to go squeezing looking for a tiny gecko penis. Not. Gonna. Happen.
Sure is cute though...!
