According to my Dad, Gekkos were first brought into Florida by Cubans and sold in drugstores as pets. You can guess the rest.... A couple of them got loose, met up in an alley and created a few thousand Gekko babies and on and on and on. This part of Florida is covered in them. They're tiny, cute and harmless. They scurry around leaving a swirling wake of rustled leaves and climb trees to sun themselves.
Apparently, they are very territorial. Each Gekko owns a small patch of my Dad's backyard and stands vigil to chase off potential interlopers. Each morning as I sat out on the deck, sipping my coffee, I enjoyed watching them dart around.
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