Gecko Time

This is so cool! There is currently a Gecko on my wall. Geckos are not uncommon around here, but they usually seem to hang around the front door rather than my bedroom. I've never seen a Gecko down this end of the house. Actually I lie, I should say I've never seen a living Gecko down this end of the house. There was one that drowned in the bucket of water in the side way that was catching the overflow from the leaky toilet and another one that got squashed on top of the back door when it got closed. I only noticed it a day or two later when I saw this little foot sticking out as I opened the door.

I feel kind of honoured to have a Gecko on my wall, not sure why. Not going to move him, they are too hard to catch. The trouble is, 1. capturing them in the first place as they run when they see you coming, and 2. keeping hold of them as the squirm for their life. Not worth the worry at this time of night, although it couldn't end worse than the guy who tried to catch the Huntsman on his ceiling.

Hopping Mad

So I arrive home from work tonight to find people stretching nets across the road. As it turns out there was a Kangaroo in the wilds of suburbia. The wildlife rescue lady chased it around with a tranquilliser dart on a pole for a while before it hopped into one of the nets and they were able to capture it. It was quite exciting, but you could tell the poor thing was terrified. AFter it was captured someone had to lean on it Crocodile Hunter style until the could inject the sedative. Soon enough the Kangaroo was out of it and they were able to place it in a big sack type thing for transportation.