We had a visitor yesterday.
It began by tapping on the glass panel of the back door last night.
TBG heard it on his midnight saunter to the 'fridge.
He ignored it.
"Who wants to see what's out in the desert in the middle of the night? It's dark and creepy."
I heard it the next afternoon.
It was not a gentle sound.
No, denizens, it was quite imperious.
TBG laughed, told me he'd heard the same thing the night before, and wondered what I thought it might be. I looked up and saw a tail running across the deck.
A ROAD RUNNER!!!
We share their habitat, but rarely encounter them.
I've seen two or three in the nine years I've been sitting at this desk, watching the fauna go by.
This afternoon made up for all my yearning.
This one was here for a serious visit.
I followed it to the kitchen windows, where I thought to take this video:
|no sound - safe to play at work|
It's 57 seconds of progressively less jumpy images,
and yes, that is a lizard in its beak.
The more I looked at it, the creepier it became.
It's sharp and pointy.
Those feet are menacing.
Here, look at it closer, still:
The crest blew in the wind.
It nimbly skipped onto the pony wall when it grew tired of being the subject of my photos.
I chose not to follow it outside.
I seem to prefer my wildlife with a protective shield between us.