Emerald Green

I met this monitor lizard in the Bird Park, and marvelled at his beautiful colour. When we got home, we found that one of these had found its way into the house and the helper, thinking it was a small crocodile had called a neighbour, who thumped it on the head and put what he thought was the dead body in a bag. We cautiously opened the bag and the lizard shot out of it and into freedom in a drainage ditch like a bat out of hell, apparently none the worse but probably with a king-sized headache.