We have a couple of 'daily lizards' around the place.
There are the always-present geckos. As I sit at my worktable in the evening, I can count around a dozen on the walls and ceiling around me.
They chatter, attack and rape each other, and are altogether a very useful digression from the problems of thinking and writing.
But we also have another lizard. The Emerald Green Skink - Lamproletis smaragdinus.
I featured them here. They are very beautiful; one of those things that you see occasionally, that give you immediate pleasure, just from their appearance - a bit like a bunch of silent hot air balloons crossing the escarpment in front of you, as they used to do, over the Chiltern Hills, when I lived in Tring, Hertfordshire. It's only when they pass directly overhead, and fart, as they boost the hot air, that you realise they are not disembodied spirits, but have bodily functions as well.
So when I saw one of my Emerald Lizards chomping a gecko, I was a little disappointed that he had very definite bodily functions, as well.