Friday, February 23, 2007
I discovered a cockroach this morning. Actually, discovered is not the right word because I simply couldn’t miss it. It was big, in fact it was huge. It was so big that it would qualify as ‘medium-sized pet’ or ‘small breed of livestock’ rather than ‘small vermin’.
I didn’t want to step on it, because the whole sole of my shoe would have been covered in yellow mucus. Besides, I’d probably hurt my foot. Or maybe it would charge and bite me to death. You never know with African wildlife. I heard that even lions leave cockroaches this big alone. I’m not going to take any chances here, so I decided on a friendly approach. I named it ‘Harry’.