Early last summer I caught a gecko darting across my bedroom floor. I named her Lizzy and released her back into the wild. She still came back nearly every night, hanging out on our window, until winter came. I was happy and relieved when the weather started to warm up and she returned. Now she sometimes comes with her kid, Izzy, like she did the other night. After I took this picture, though, they got chased off by an even bigger gecko (Godzilla?). So goes the life of a gecko in Beijing…