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Critter encounters in Paradise
My wife, Marilynn, doesn't like creepy, crawly things. That's why I can relate to the fall-down-funny scene from Annie Hall in which Diane Keaton screams when she finds a spider in the bathtub and sends Woody Allen in to do battle with it. Woody grabs a tennis racket because it's a "really BIG!" spider. I've done my share of that.
Sunday morning my wife and her daughter went down to the pool to get some premium Hawaiian sun. I figured, swell I'll get a shower and start my day. When I slid back the shower door and leaned in to turn on the water I spotted a tiny lizard in the bottom. It was about an inch and a half long. It looked like a short strand of spaghetti with little feet attached. I had seen one like it a couple of times hanging out on the wall behind the entry door here but didn't tell my wife. It wouldn't help her sleep.
I scooped the lizard up on a laminated advertising card here in the condo and plopped it into my hand. On the way to the lanai (what we mainlanders call a deck or balcony) to find a plant to put it on, I thought, "It's kinda cute. I wonder if I can get a picture?" With one hand I set up my wife's digital snapshot camera for a closeup. The handiest surface for the picture was the open book I was reading for leisure here. The little reptile obligingly stayed put while I snapped a couple of shots. Then it was out the door to a palm leaf just over the railing.
I was feeling pretty smug all day about having gotten a nice picture for this post without raising any concerns for Marilynn. I had uploaded the images from the camera to this laptop and carefully moved the lizard pics to a secret folder.
In the evening Marilynn took her daily pictures of the sunset. As I sat sipping a glass of wine beside her I suddenly heard, "What is THAT?" She held out the camera with the image above on the display. Busted! I had forgotten to delete the image from the camera, and she came across it while reviewing what was on the memory card. I had to confess the whole story. She accusingly told her daughter, "Dave found a lizard in the bathtub!" Like it was my fault? Her daughter is not fan of reptiles either, in part because she had a traumatic face-to-face encounter with a 4-foot sea turtle while floating in a resort lagoon here in Hawaii a couple of years ago. She hasn't recovered; I don't know about the turtle.
After the appropriate histrionics the subject seemed to pass. But Monday morning about 5:00 am I awoke to find my wife staring at me. "When did you find that lizard?" Later in the day she had questions like, "How did the lizard get in?' and "If there's one baby there's got to be more, and where is the mother?"
I suspect the lizard issue may not pass until we're safely back on the mainland. Then we can go back to worrying about spiders.
Sunday morning my wife and her daughter went down to the pool to get some premium Hawaiian sun. I figured, swell I'll get a shower and start my day. When I slid back the shower door and leaned in to turn on the water I spotted a tiny lizard in the bottom. It was about an inch and a half long. It looked like a short strand of spaghetti with little feet attached. I had seen one like it a couple of times hanging out on the wall behind the entry door here but didn't tell my wife. It wouldn't help her sleep.
I scooped the lizard up on a laminated advertising card here in the condo and plopped it into my hand. On the way to the lanai (what we mainlanders call a deck or balcony) to find a plant to put it on, I thought, "It's kinda cute. I wonder if I can get a picture?" With one hand I set up my wife's digital snapshot camera for a closeup. The handiest surface for the picture was the open book I was reading for leisure here. The little reptile obligingly stayed put while I snapped a couple of shots. Then it was out the door to a palm leaf just over the railing.
I was feeling pretty smug all day about having gotten a nice picture for this post without raising any concerns for Marilynn. I had uploaded the images from the camera to this laptop and carefully moved the lizard pics to a secret folder.
In the evening Marilynn took her daily pictures of the sunset. As I sat sipping a glass of wine beside her I suddenly heard, "What is THAT?" She held out the camera with the image above on the display. Busted! I had forgotten to delete the image from the camera, and she came across it while reviewing what was on the memory card. I had to confess the whole story. She accusingly told her daughter, "Dave found a lizard in the bathtub!" Like it was my fault? Her daughter is not fan of reptiles either, in part because she had a traumatic face-to-face encounter with a 4-foot sea turtle while floating in a resort lagoon here in Hawaii a couple of years ago. She hasn't recovered; I don't know about the turtle.
After the appropriate histrionics the subject seemed to pass. But Monday morning about 5:00 am I awoke to find my wife staring at me. "When did you find that lizard?" Later in the day she had questions like, "How did the lizard get in?' and "If there's one baby there's got to be more, and where is the mother?"
I suspect the lizard issue may not pass until we're safely back on the mainland. Then we can go back to worrying about spiders.
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