Frustrated Cries of the Gecko Mom

Remember how I said Citrus was a picky eater? Here's a new high.

Citrus hasn't had food for the past four days because the last tub of worms were getting too skinny and lifeless. I felt guilty, so I called the nearest Petco to inquire after their latest shipment. Then, I rose out of my sickbed and walked 24 New York City blocks to get him worms that were wriggly, fat, and juicy.

I put ten worms in his bowl, dusted with calcium powder. He wouldn't eat.

I turned off the lights and left the room. He wouldn't eat.

Argh!