Stuart Little in San Pedro

Last night, teeny-weeny something landed on my left knee, raised as my ipad was resting on it. Of course I yelled, 'Neeellllleeee!!!!', and she woke up from her snoring to check on me. I told her, 'may butiki! as in nahulog sa tuhod ko!'. So she stood up and checked where the hell the lizard went. We took out all pillows, blankets, shook them. It was nowhere in sight. So we went back to sleep, with the lights on this time. After a few minutes, there he was: it was not a lizard, it was a descendant of Stuart Little or Stuart Little himself, for all I know. He was by the curtain rod, jumping up and down the wall meets the ceiling, hoping to get through. Again, I yelled, 'Neeeelllllleee', this time she jumped off the bed and said: 'get out of the room'. She went to get the broom and the dustpan, in the hope that she can 'catch' it without hurting it. She did not. I was watching from the door, clutching my ipad (still) and down came Stuart with one swat of Nelle along the curtains. But it was too fast (now I perfectly understand Speedy Gonzales from Looney Tunes). 

It probably went towards the back of the cabinets where my shoes and bags are. Nelle said she had this eerie feeling Stuart was peering from he was, watching our every move. She tried to move stuff around, hoping to scare him, to no avail. Then, like expected of Nelle, she told me we needed to take all my bags and shoes out of the room, because, well we may have offended Stuart and he would go on a rampage and take it out on my shoes and bags.

After all that happening past midnight, I needed to smoke. I went to my happy place by the veranda. Guess what? As if the episode with Stuart was not enough ( I swear Stuart was staring at me with those beady eyes while perched on my left knee) , a big toad was poised right below my chair. Of course I yelled, 'Neeellllleee', yet again. No, I did not smoke.

What a night. What is it with these rodents and reptiles? Pfffft.