Apparently, all I write about is bugs or scorpions, but here’s another one. Last night as we were putting the kids to bed, she saw something hanging out of the ceiling, and of course I’m the one to check it out. It was a dead gecko. Not cool, but not a huge deal. Until I go to remove it. Something was holding onto it and pulling it up into the ceiling. And then I saw the claws reaching down and grasping the gecko. I don’t usually get too freaked out when it come to killing bugs or cleaning up nasty things, but this thoroughly creeped me out.
I didn’t want to pull on the gecko carcass only to have the scorpion fall in my face or crawl down into our kids’ room later to try to retrieve it’s prey, so I decided to try to spray it with ant poison. I squirted some up into the crack, and at first the gecko just fell down a little bit. The scorpion came skittering out after it with its claws clacking. I sprayed it again, and it came at me. At that point, the gecko fell to the floor and the scorpion retreated into the ceiling. I couldn’t see it anymore, so I sprayed more poison into the crevice. I heard the scorpion scratching against the wood as it tried to escape further up into the ceiling, but then it fell to the floor, writhing in death throes.
Unfortunately, I didn’t take a video of the mortal combat, but there are videos below: One is of the scorpion holding onto the gecko, and the other is of the dying scorpion and the gecko with its tail eaten off.
But on a positive note, our low point seems to ending, and we’re feeling much more encouraged. Rachel told me the other day, “I’m really beginning to like our little home.” One of the many beautiful things in our life right now is the connections that we’re developing as we begin to engage more deeply in both the expat and local community. The pastor’s wife of the Spanish congregation at Beach Community Church has started a Bible study here in Brasilito; Rachel saw them gathered on the beach yesterday and joined in!
I didn’t want to pull on the gecko carcass only to have the scorpion fall in my face or crawl down into our kids’ room later to try to retrieve it’s prey, so I decided to try to spray it with ant poison. I squirted some up into the crack, and at first the gecko just fell down a little bit. The scorpion came skittering out after it with its claws clacking. I sprayed it again, and it came at me. At that point, the gecko fell to the floor and the scorpion retreated into the ceiling. I couldn’t see it anymore, so I sprayed more poison into the crevice. I heard the scorpion scratching against the wood as it tried to escape further up into the ceiling, but then it fell to the floor, writhing in death throes.
Unfortunately, I didn’t take a video of the mortal combat, but there are videos below: One is of the scorpion holding onto the gecko, and the other is of the dying scorpion and the gecko with its tail eaten off.
But on a positive note, our low point seems to ending, and we’re feeling much more encouraged. Rachel told me the other day, “I’m really beginning to like our little home.” One of the many beautiful things in our life right now is the connections that we’re developing as we begin to engage more deeply in both the expat and local community. The pastor’s wife of the Spanish congregation at Beach Community Church has started a Bible study here in Brasilito; Rachel saw them gathered on the beach yesterday and joined in!
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