wild life (5)

Here be dragons.

One of the gorgeous creatures patrolling my basement for undesirable bugs and insects. Though they live in the patio mainly, sheltering under buckets, I always leave the door slightly ajar, should they wish to come inside when it’s either too wet even for them or, in summer, too hot.

As far as I’m concerned, in fact, they’re welcome up on the ground floor, too, to say hello and to catch an extra fly or spider for their supper.

But the women of the House, surprisingly, don’t seem to share my love of them. Another instance of little boys and dinosaurs, perhaps?