Backyard Safari

South African wildlife is off the scale, but you don’t even have to go on safari to experience it, there is plenty (sometimes a little too much) right here in our neighborhood backyard.

I’ve variously written about and/or where possible photographed the spiders, snakes, birds and the scorpion that we’ve encountered around the estate and occasionally in our home or garage.  However, I’d never managed to get a really good look at our resident monitor lizard, until now…

Check out this bad boy heading off to chomp on his fish.  He (or could it a be a she?) lives just down at the end of our road in a small nature reserve where I walk our dog.  Easily two meters or more from top to tail, it could easily be mistaken for some kind of small crocodile.

 

What the most ‘exciting’ wildlife encounter you’ve had in your neighbourhood?

Scorpion on the Line

 

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Did you ever hear the story about Thomas the Tank Engine and the scorpion?  It’s got a sting in the tail.

This is a passenger announcement.  Regular blog services are running late.  Normal service has been severely disrupted by The Christmas Holidays…and a scorpion on the line.

Regular service will resume shortly.

2016 Top Blog Post Roundup

In the meantime, just in case you missed them the first time around, the most popular 5 posts on Expatorama in 2016 were:

  1.  Why Expats are Like Dung Beetles
  2.  The Escape Room Phenomenon hits South Africa
  3.  10 Things I’ve learned from running and Expat Facebook Group
  4.  Ladies who Lunch
  5.  Which School? An Expat Parenting Dilemma

The scorpion has now thankfully left the building and I’m busy working on some brand new posts for 2017.

So, the scorpion. We bought a desk for the play room and I decided first that we should have a thorough cull. We tidied, cleaned and de-cluttered every inch of the room. When moving a storage unit my daughter discovered the scorpion and jumped on the couch screaming hysterically.

Although it was dead, my son on the other hand was all too keen to prod it with a pencil or maybe even pick it up.

I found a piece of card to scoop it up with and was carefully doing so, when the jolly thing ‘woke up’ and scuttled under the skirting board. Once we had cleaned the room, I sprayed around the skirting boards and a day or two later an army of ants marched out of the skirting board with the prize of a dead scorpion which is when the photo was taken. Then it was finally disposed of.

Thankfully, this has been our only and hopefully last scorpion encounter. After much googling, I think this was a pretty harmless one, but I’m still very relieved nobody was stung.