There are two main types of lizards around here: anoles and something else – little gecko looking things that are green, brown or black. I’m not exactly making peace with them but I am less alarmed than I used to be when I first got here. I prefer not to see them but there they are – hanging onto a window screen or running up and down the back wall of the house.
The anoles are bigger, pale brown and have red sacks on their throats that they inflate pretty frequently. They also do a good amount of bobbing up and down which is fairly entertaining.
This morning I was out early on the patio with my coffee and even at 7am, the a/c was whirring away. I saw a brown anole sort of prancing on the top of the unit. He moved to the edge, pranced again and then went in head first through the grill on the top. His tail was sticking straight up but at various heights as he moved up and down inside the shell of the machine.
I don’t know what he was after but it must have been something good if he was that determined to get to it. And then a God-awful racket started and lasted for a surprisingly long time, much longer than you would expect it would take for a big fan to chop up a 5 inch long lizard.
I actually gasped and put my hand over my mouth while the chopping was going on. So, I don’t know. maybe I do like them. Or maybe I was just taken with the unfairness of the man-made universe vs. a small creature. I heard that noise at least 20 times before it mercifully stopped.
I don’t know. You wouldn’t think lizard parts would sound the same as a whole lizard as this event progressed, but this did. Maybe he was just bouncing around in there and ping-ponging from blade to blade as it rotated and then dropped down to the bottom, dizzy but whole.
Both the death and the escape scenarios seem equally unlikely. When it was over, I poured myself a second cup of coffee.