Lizards, my no. one enemy
If you want to hear me scream in a high pitch voice not purposely but on a reflex action, just hide a house lizard (baby or huge whatever) somewhere so that it will jump up on me. Serious
Just now, came home from dinner with my parents. As usual, I would go over to the dining table to put down my bag, see whether there are any mail for me etc. When i lifted up some piece of paper, suddenly, a baby lizard flew up from underneath towards me and landed on the floor near my feet. (i'm not kidding.. it flew.. out of shock maybe) and of course my reaction: scream and run away to someplace on higher ground - this time, the staircase nearby. =(
Most of you who know me know that I'm generally not squirmish. I pick up cockroaches, bettles, bugs without any hesitation. But lizards... bleah whole different matter. Dont really know why, but its most prob a result of past experiences where the lizard fell on me while i was washing my hands at my grandma's house, finding dead lizards in the fridge in extremely weird situations (ask me sometime), seeing black looking lizards jumping out when i open my cupboard... You get the idea.
But on hindsight, the poor lizard. after the little incident, it didnt run away/dissapear. It was in one corner of the living room in clear sight, half on the wall, half on the floor. And there it was for a while. My mum's theory was it was in shock. So in shock that it couldnt climb back up the wall. she said, "I think you scared the poor fella, he's dead already lah." Haha.. Than, i felt a little guilty for screaming so loudly. Maybe i broke his ear drums or something (dun even know if lizards have ear drums)
Pretty sure he didnt die of shock cos i went back to check the corner and it was gone.
Sigh.. Lizards, Mr L, the bane of my life. =9
Monday, March 20, 2006
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