The Ryno Pen

As part of the renovation/tidy-up/do something to keep warm effort, I moved some planks from one place to another.

Caution is always a handy thing at such times. Apart from the possibility of what my grandfather used to call “Joe Blakes“, there’s always a chance of some other creature having set up home among the timber.

^{This chap was right behind my office chair when he was overtaken by a sudden headache.}

There was nothing as scary as a snake or as cute as a gecko this time.

Just this little girl.

You should be able to see her ovipositors: they’re those little spiny bits at either side of the lowest segment in the photo.

She’s not one of those huge wood-eating cockroaches that live in Australia. I don’t think the big ones are found round here (and Herself says “Don’t bother looking!“).

Here’s a “warts ‘n’ all” shot. She’s rather a lumpy little lass.

I found a male one a few planks down, but he was gone before I got the camera. Such is life.

Until next time, O Both My Readers™.