geckos

I could tell you about when I was 25 or 26 I took her, Golda the Bear to live in St. Croix, with us for several months.Most of her hair fell out, because of the heat and humidity, but she didn't care, she was with me. Because the year before when I made this trip for 6 months I left her with my friend on her farm. The day I returned, she heard my car and ran across three roofs and jumped onto the hood of my car, and said her curly "BRRupp, meow".I knew I couldn't leave her again, she had already been left by a previous owner, by death. Considering this was 15 years ago it is pretty amazing my toe licking feline is still with me. She loved to chase and eat geckos, and I would know when she had achieved this goal, because one of her eyes would be totally dilated and the other normal. She would try to run up the wall and chase things that weren't there. We would call it her kitty trips. The toxins in the lizards, caused a high like affect on her, and when she was done (coming down) , she would drool, and purr and feverishly lick my toes.
Always happy to see me, I'm not sure if I will ever have a relationship like this again.
Obviously, still in denial...