Sunday, June 27, 2010

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Maybe it is the bubonic plague

Yesterday on my way into work, I noticed a dead bat--the Sydney bats are huge "flying foxes" and wonderfully cute and batty--still hanging from the telephone wire they sometimes sleep on when they don't make it back to the Botanic Gardens (or so I imagine). It had mostly decayed, but a skeletal arm was still clinging to the wire. Nasty, nasty, nasty. I would not want to be around when the tendons finally give way and the corpse falls to the street with a thud of decayed bat.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


There was a dead rat on my patio this morning. I am hoping dearly that it was a random unfortunate event and not that my backyard cat has decided to start bringing me gifts.