This striking silhouette met me the other morning. ‘Let me in!’ or ‘How the hell do I get down?’
The screen door wire is a bit floppy and it can’t have felt comfortable or secure for this creature.
I worried that its ultra-long and delicate toes would be stuck in the mesh…
Gently sliding the door open, I looked him in the eye. I know you, I thought.
It’s a Jacky Lizard, my favourite of old, too seldom seen here.
An extraordinary creature, a miniature marvel, with its stony camouflage, needlepoint tail and fine digits, although the camouflage was not so great for screenwire…
I don’t know what he was seeking or where he was headed but you’ll be pleased to know he retreated with fingers and toes intact, and I have since seen him on the deck. Or at least a quicksilver glimpse before he flipped off the edge and out of sight.