No lizards in your kitchen? You are not blessed.
All right, I did get lizards in my kitchen occasionally. I didn’t count them because the battles with ants and roaches were far more common. At least once I resorted to the Samurai approach; I told my family, “If the roaches win, I hope to die with honor.”
And then sometimes I had to chase a frog through the house. The little bitty tree frogs were the worst; they’re so jumpy that you think they spent the tadpole stage of life in a coffee pot, instead of a pond.