The new roomie

He (or she) has been here a few weeks now, but I've postponed mentioning him (or her, but I'll just stick with he, him and his).

For one thing, I can't properly introduce you, since as far as I know he hasn't told me his name. Not that he's not vocal: surprisingly loud for his size (about equal to my thumbnail) he chirps through the night like a cricket, if the cricket had studied the flute for a while.

Since his new residence is my shower, and since the shower is adjacent to the bedroom, that took some getting used to. In fact, for a few days I tried to persuade him to relocate just outside the shower, in the plants at the pool, but he kept hopping back -- the second reason I've hesitated. I didn't know if he'd return (he did) or stay (he has, usually dwelling under the drainboards but occasionally venturing up the wall. He's a great climber).

As you may be able to tell from the picture, he's not shy. I keep trying to invite him to dinner: I have some other roommates -- mosquitos -- I'd like to introduce him to.