Here is a teeny-tiny one hanging about. He is lacking a tail...and he is a bit weird--he lets me stroke him before he skitters off, and he is constantly lounging on the back steps (so I have to REALLY watch where I step!).
Wildly in love with my husband B., former guardian of the late, lamented Miss Tallulah Mae (the wonder dog), adorer of all canines, dilettantish crafter, obsessed with birds, vintage shopper, lover of libraries, neophyte cellist, and foziewisp.
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Oh, my! He/she really is little. One
time I stepped on one on our patio.
The tail stayed under my foot and he
skittered away. They are fun!
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