When I lived in the country in South Carolina, small frogs and lizards used to make it into the house regularly. I am not a friend to things that are slimy, green and/or jump, so I would squeal while trying to find something to trap them in until I could get someone to do something–anything– with them. That usually meant they were trapped under a coffee cup.
I’m not so cruel that I wanted the creeps to suffocate, so I googled for ideas to repel them. Several sits mentioned cats repel the critters, so we got a kitten.