Here's one of the little guys I spotted during breakfast.  I think he's going through some kind of molt at the moment. I should have snuck something in for size reference - he's about as long as my pointer finger.

Nope, not the human kind.  We have been joined by several sticky-footed salamander type creatures who can be seen on walls, doors and scurrying around on the tile floor.  They are friendly enough, but I don't look forward to the day when I accidentally step on one . . . barefoot.  Sadly, they seem to have a particular affinity for our low-grade washer and more than once I have shaken a wet, pale, shrunken little corpse from my laundry.  Ew.

1 Comment

1. Amanda on March 15, 2013 at 11:24 AM

   Not sure if i could get used to that! I would have to constantly check my shoes before putting them on!