A week ago, when I was watching Artyom's stream and cleaning a container of ciliated geckos, one of the geckos climbed up my arm and onto my shoulder. I didn't have time to do anything when the owl Troon flew into the room and grabbed the Gecko, dragging it away. When I caught up with Troon, The Gecko was gone , lost somewhere along the way. Since then, I have not seen a Gecko, although I got up at night and examined all the nooks and crannies in the apartment with a flashlight. And in my apartment, a company of ciliated geckos can hide for years without a chance of finding them ("johnny, they're in the trees!"). These lizards run through all three dimensions and can disguise themselves even under a wall, even under a wand. I already thought that the Gecko had fallen into the abyss of the owl's ventricles and become their food.
And yesterday, while raking through the piles of things in my sister's room, I got into the bag where a three-liter jar of condensed milk was hidden, and found a Gecko on this jar! I certainly didn't expect to see him there, and I didn't even try to look for him. He's all right. The Gecko returned back to the container, the owls were forgiven and taken out of the " wait, show me what you're eating?!" in the "eat what you want, not my face" mode. The door to the room, when I work with the lizards, is now closed.