Creepie crawlies
I'm enjoying my first few weeks in Florida very much. First, nice to live in the same house as my husband again, in a comfortable place with a pool. I always thought a pool would be too much hassle, but so far we love it and try to swim every day. I enjoy the weather, because even when it rains the sun always has the last word. But one thing I hadn't anticipated about Florida, especially here in Weston on the eastern edge of the Everglades, is creepy crawlies.
There's bugs and varmints, and then there's South Florida bugs and varmints - really in a league of their own as far as creepiness goes. Every time we open the door it seems there is some creature desperate to get into the house with us, such as this little guy who we finally captured in a french fry box.
Over the weekend the cat chased a small frog inside that we still haven't located. At night I can hear a faint cheeping from hubby's closet...
My co-workers warned me about the local toads on my first day.
http://floridagardener.com/critters/Bufo
Apparently, if your dog or cat bites one of these things it can die from the poison. First aid includes washing pooch's mouth out with soap and the garden hose and then giving mass quantities of milk to drink. I have spotted one of these things out on the patio, but it is so huge and ugly I can't imagine one of our pets being stupid enough to bite it.
And despite our love of the pool and the fact that it is enclosed in screens, we always inspect it carefully now before jumping in, ever since we discovered the drowned corpse of what we tentatively identified from Google as a redbellied snake, although our specimen had an orange belly: http://www.uga.edu/srelherp/snakes/stooc
It doesn't help that I found the snake in the pool a few days after reading about the uncontrolled Burmese python epidemic here in South Florida: http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/200
So Florida is nice, but no going barefoot.

