When the gecko first came to live at the Palace D'Anita, she noticed that it's eyes were not open. It was a gecko with disabilities! She was given a defective pet - a bargain bin buddy.
The poor little guy had to feel his way around because his little eyes were sealed shut. If I were a gecko and my eyes were sealed shut and I had just landed a sweet gig at a posh lizard hotel, I'd be pissed! I'd want to see if I had a barcalounger or a disco light or if the drapes matched the carpet.
Luckily for that gecko, Miss Anita knew how to do ocular surgery and she worked for 2 whole weeks on those crusty eyes until one happy day, that critter could see. Apparently, a lizard sheds it's skin and that includes the covering of the eyes, only this little guy shed it's skin but not it's eye coverings and had been denied the opportunity to see the world through fresh eyes. Until Dr. Anita came along that is.
These days he's a happy critter. He can see the world around him and he even got a next door neighbor...another gecko. They have to be the same size to coexist or the larger gecko will kick the ass (or tail) of the smaller one, so it might be a little while before they can share a home. Maybe during that time they can work out who will empty the trash and who will do all of the dusting so that they won't bicker once they move in together. A homey gecko is a happy gecko - or so I've been told.