Last night I slept with a blue-tongue lizard. What did you think I was going to say? Well, not actually in bed with me, but somewhere in my room — under the bedside drawers I think. The last time a blue-tongue entered my bedroom I had to call the Reptile Man to come get him (or her) out! He was HUGE — there was no way I was going to attempt to remove him myself. Over two foot long (closer to three) and quite well-fed, he hid in the bottom of my wardrobe and did not want to come out. Luckily the Reptile Man had leather elbow-length gloves on because this big fella was feisty. $100 poorer, but relieved I didn’t have to sleep with him (the lizard, not the reptile man, although he was kinda cute!) Would you have slept with a blue-tongue?
Written by Adrienne Beaumont
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