June 5, 2007, by Thomas Scott Daly
Another day in the Jungle
I was closing my back door this afternoon and as I did I
felt something like a big bug bounce of my chest. I
looked down and dimly percieved some odd wriggling
going on.
I got out my flashlight and glasses, and to my dismay, I
saw half a lizard, from the front legs to the head, looking
up at me. He had been cut in half by the door closing.
I didn't know how to react. I felt bad for him; I like lizards
in general, but wasn't aquainted with this one personally.
He was not in good shape and appeared to suspect it.
It was a very clean cut, and happened so suddenly,
there was no time for making amends, or setting things
in order.
He quit wriggling. I looked him in the eye for a minute
as he looked back helplessly. Then I swept him out the
back door along with his other half I found on the steps.
It was an odd moment, and surely, he deserved a better
send off.
felt something like a big bug bounce of my chest. I
looked down and dimly percieved some odd wriggling
going on.
I got out my flashlight and glasses, and to my dismay, I
saw half a lizard, from the front legs to the head, looking
up at me. He had been cut in half by the door closing.
I didn't know how to react. I felt bad for him; I like lizards
in general, but wasn't aquainted with this one personally.
He was not in good shape and appeared to suspect it.
It was a very clean cut, and happened so suddenly,
there was no time for making amends, or setting things
in order.
He quit wriggling. I looked him in the eye for a minute
as he looked back helplessly. Then I swept him out the
back door along with his other half I found on the steps.
It was an odd moment, and surely, he deserved a better
send off.
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Death of a Lizard