There are things I miss, not being near Houston: deer, frogs (which are here, too, just not in the same abundance), squirrels (I've seen one, here), vultures, hawks, mosquitoes big enough that you can see them coming (versus the sneaky, painful microscopic version here)...all sorts of things. Which is not to say that I haven't been impressed by the wildlife here. I've seen a roadrunner, more rabbits than I ever saw in Texas, a jackrabbit, wild lovebirds...all sorts of things.
But.
There is one bit of desert wildlife that I am not at all thrilled to have met.
Look a little closer.
That's right. That's a scorpion. A LIVE one. Thankfully, it didn't come from my house...though Richard was kind enough to bring it by to visit. He wanted Bug to see it.
As I recall, our conversation went something like this:
R: "I brought something home for Bug to look at."
Me: "Oh? What?"
R: "A scorpion."
Me: *stunned silence* "What? Not a live one."
R: "Oh yeah, it's alive. Don't worry it's tiny."
Me: *beginning to freak out* (Because the tiny ones are dangerous, you know.) "What?! What are you going to do with it once he's looked at it?!"
R: "Let it go."
Me: *now in full on freak-out* "NOT HERE?!"
He assured me not, and said that he hadn't expected such a strong response from me. Holy crap. A SCORPION.
And, yeah, it was tiny. And maybe a little bit cool. But, holy crap. A scorpion. *shudder*
that is terrifying! seriously!
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