Well, somehow the Sterilite that Scooby and Waldo have been living in had the lid pushed over about 3/4" but still locked (still trying to figure that one out), and Waldo escaped during the night. Jessica found her this morning, near death, with puncture wounds in her ear (or whatever the proper term is) and behind it. She was caught by Jezebel, apparently. We tried to feed her and keep her comfortable until she passed. I can't believe she's gone, and so soon after Susan.

What's ironic about this is that I've been working on a new gecko enclosure to house them all, planning it for months, finally bought everything this week, and completed it today. The remaining geckos are moved in, but if I'd finished one day sooner, this wouldn't have happened. I am kicking myself, but I was feeling ill yesterday and didn't feel up to completing it. I guess I should have pushed on through anyway.