Ah, the old Phantom of the Opera look.
I see you pack him a nice little lunch to snack on lest he get famished between naps.
This little one STAYS eating! He literally ran and skid across his tile floor to catch a wayward cricket, and then sprinted back to the other side of his enclosure to gulp a bite of salad... as if it were going anywhere, as if it hadn't been in there ALL DAY.
On that note, though, I had a concern I hoped you might weigh in on. Frank had small crickets today, and they looked kinda big for "small," so there I was, measuring them with a little piece of tape and comparing it to his eye-space. They were small enough, so I offered one. He ate it, no prob. I fed them one by one and he had no problems eating like 20, jumping at me for more. He was clearly managing them just fine, and I gave a few at once, so he could actually chase them... And chase he did. He went after them so quick, he got 3 of them AND a piece of bell pepper into his mouth before gulping it down!
I was shocked, but he just dashed off after the rest, and went about his business of eating, basking, hopping, etc.
Should I do something different? I tried verbally reasoning with him, but he wasn't particularly receptive.