I had a pond so I'd obsess over the amphibians too. I knew them all by names I gave them, and if I found a newt? That was like, the holy grail!
When I was kid, my family had a summer house that was the perfect place for bug hunts.
I remember the geckos that appeared in my room at night. I stayed in my bed just watching them go for any bug
that landed close to the light bulb.
I was amazed by these mini battles for survival going on my roof. Sometimes it felt like they were watching me and I stared at those little black eyes for a long time, wondering what they could be thinking. My mother always told not to kill them, so we didn't have to spend so much on insecticides!