Some time ago, I was walking around the back of my house towards my external laundry room. There was a load of washing in my washing machine, freshly washed work socks and shirts that needed hanging out to dry.
I was very focused on my washing mission.
I was in a good mood.
I might have been humming.
Then I saw this guy.
Now I’m not the screaming type. Not when I see a fat blood-sucking leech attatched to my leg (Ew), or even when I nearly step on a four-foot snake (Read about that in Screaming Girls and Cold Bloods).
But I do admit to involuntarily gasping on occasion. Only when I’m startled. And only when faced with a startle-gasping worthy situation.
When you innocently go to hang the washing and spy from your peripheral vision two eyes staring at you from the grass; such is a startled-gasping scenario.
As it turned out, the two eyes belonged to a harmless Blue-tongue lizard.
But really, a girl can never be too careful. Those eyes could have belonged to anything.
Like a giant, mutant-scaled blood-sucking leech.
Ew. Ew. Eeeeeeeew!!
Give me a ten-foot snake any day.
xx The Girl Who Thinks Leech are GROSS!