Don't say...it's goanna get me !
We check out this morning and stop to have a coffee at the hospital cafe. Leesy says "Let's sit outside." - "Sure" I say, not realising the danger ahead.
We sit and look forward to the devonshire tea that's on its way. It's then that we see it. Creeping ever closer along the window sill (if you look really closely you can see it over my shoulder)....it's darting a few steps then stoppping perfectly still except for the occassional blink planning its attack on me !
I get ready to stand and run...but I'm holding Ivy so I look at Leesy for an escape plan. Normally she would be the voice of reason and say "Calm down, it's just a cute little lizard" and probably go to pick it up...BUT not this time, you see, she too shares my irrational and morbid fear of lizards...particularly goannas ! I can handle a snake, a spider, a mouse, a toad...but I cannot be brave around a lizard.
Is it any wonder that other countries think we live amongst an investation of dangerous insects and wildlife ? I mean, in Canada you've only gotta be worried about being taken by a bear...in South America I assume the annaconda will swallow you while you're on your morning walk.... BUT I bet THEY are all perfectly safe when they stop to have a cup of coffee !
October 16, 2008 at 5:49 AM
Oh don't even worry.
Germans freak out when there is a fly in the kitchen. I don't even SEE them, and so i get in trouble.
October 16, 2008 at 6:34 PM
I say come home to flys galore...you know there'll be heaps at Xmas when you get back !