Of course house lizards must climb my walls in summer. They must eat up the nameless insects and the mosquitoes and the what-nots. I don’t love them, though I respect their role. And the translucent babies are amazingly cute.
Moths must rest on the walls of my room occasionally. Grey, brown, black, white, small, big. Love all of them. Also spiders.
I have found a slug or two climb the outside-wall. Don’t mind too much, though they do leave a yucky trail.
But the one that really stunned me was a tree frog up my bedroom wall, next to a portrait of my mother! The wall of my first floor room, on the side with no window. How did it even get up there? Climb a tree, jump through the open window, hop across the whole room and then climb the opposite wall? Wow!
Ten minutes of full-on excitement. Lots of jumping around ( frog, Raghu and me, with the frog winning on agility and grace— hands down, or is it feet down??); screeching (mainly me, not at all the frog); some sleight of hand with newspapers and a bucket. And we managed to get the frog out safely.
Oh, how boring life would be without things that climb my walls!
3 thoughts on “Up My Wall”
Oh God…. what a way to get excited. The frog must have been scared to death with two giants going after it 😀😀😀
Oh that frog surely looks cute and clever. But i just don’t like any biodiversity on inside walls…we have enough on the streets in our country anyway😊
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