Originally Posted by
scarry
Hmm,years ago when I was a kid the dog stirred up a bearded dragon.
I grabbed the dog by it’s collar and the lizard grabbed my thumb.
The bloody thing wouldn’t let go.Eventually it did,I turned around and the old man was laughing his head off[bigsad]
Off to the doc,tetanus shot,a heap of stitches,I still have the scar on my thumb.
Rats were bad as well,used to go with the old man trapping them for environmental research,all over the country.
Used to get them out of the traps into a small pillow slip sized bag,to weigh them,sex them,measure them,then clip the ear for ID,then let them go.
We had to be so carefull as they would give a nasty bight[bigsmile1][biggrin]
They were bloody quick as well.
The traps were Elliot traps,made to catch the rats,and what ever else ventured in, alive.
These were native rats,although most rats found are native anyway.