From June 19, 2011
Ï Hope You Are Not French!"
Outside my kitchen window last year - hoping I'm not French
Many of my readers and customers who send me emails know that I have a
terrible sleeping problem which stems from a fall I took a couple of
years back while showing a bank owned property in Key West. I ended up
in the Lower Keys Hospital with a concussion. I'm okay, now, but I did
take a big spill. Damned cheap banks that don't take care of their bank
owned homes!
Anyway, if you have ever suffered a concussion you know that one of many
symptoms can be a sleeping disorder. That is my long term and
seemingly ever-lasting legacy of the tumble. For a while a would go to
sleep around 6:00 to 7:00 PM and then wake up at midnight or shortly
thereafter. Now my sleep is finally getting back to normal but I
continue to have regressions to early evening beddy-bye. But I guess I
am doomed to be an early riser forever.
Last year I awoke way too early. I had already had coffee and decided
to make breakfast at a time some Key Westers were probably getting ready
to go to bed. I went back into the kitchen and saw the frog shown
above. He was clinging to the outside of the kitchen window watching me.
I found my camera and took his pic so that I would not forget him.
A few days ago I was again awake way too early for any sane person. I
had left the kitchen door open and a frog had found its way inside the
kitchen. He saw me and jumped onto my stove. He was a bit too eager to
be eaten in my opinion. Were I French, he would be history. Instead, I
decided to ignore him. I poured another cup of coffee, turned out the
lights and left him. The next time I returned, the frog was gone and
all I had were memories of the tiny creature.
Frogs are strange creatures. I guess they are always here, but unless
you have a murky pond or needy pool, you just don't see them and
certainly don't hear them. But they reappear annually in late Spring. If
you are an early riser like me you can hear them croaking come May. I
don't recall how long they stay because they just stop their noise and
disappear into the flora and fauna only to reappear the following year.
An iguana inspecting my pool
I don't want to scare any potential buyers by reporting on the little
animals that live here. My experience have been harmless. A few years
ago I was having some work done at my house. Two of the workers were
from Nicaragua. They saw a 3 foot iguana walking around in the backyard
where we were working. They tried to catch it. They couldn't. The lead
carpenter was from England. He picked up a large 6" x 6" post and hit
the beast on the head, killing him instantly. The time was 11:45 AM.
He took the Iguana home at noon. He returned at 12:30 and announced he
had thrown the Iguana into a pot and was making Iguana Soup. I wasn't
home at the time and would not have allowed that to happen.
Later that
day after everyone had left I saw a baby Iguana about 12 inches long
walking by my pool. He wasn't even afraid. I thought buddy, you
better move or you could get thrown into the pot with your dad. The
next day the carpenter retold the story of his slaying the Iguana and
reported on what a tasty tail the beast had. "Best Iguana I ever ate",
he said.
I live in the Casa Marina area of Key West. My house is four or five
blocks from the beach. It's an easy walk or bike ride for me. One
Saturday afternoon several years ago I found a large blue crab swimming
in my pool. I found an old five gallon bucket and scooped the crab out
of the pool and thought the poor thing was lost. So I rode my bike with
the bucket-o-crab back to the ocean where I returned him to the sea.
Later someone told me the crab was probably horny and was walking around
looking for a mate. He said that crabs leave the ocean and move inland
when they want to do it. Little did I know I was messing with the
crab's sex life.
One Saturday afternoon I was taking a nap. We had left two packages of
baby back ribs on the kitchen counter to defrost. I got up and decided
to get them into the oven for a long slow bake. But when I went into
the kitchen there was just one package. I looked everywhere. I remember
having seen two packages on the counter. I looked in the freezer and
the refrigerator. I looked in the oven. I looked high and low throughout
the kitchen. I even went outside trying to figure out where the second
package could have gone. I could not find it. Our baby back rib night
was less filling than planned. Maybe a week later I found the opened
cryopak in the back yard. Something had made its way into the kitchen
and stole the package and took it outside where it opened the package
(taint easy either). The meat was 'all gone'. Nothing left inside the
package. The store label identified the package as my stolen dinner. I
don't have a dog or a cat. The carpenter that ate the iguana and the
Nicaraguans were no longer working at my house. We do have some homeless
people that walk the streets from time to time, but they don't come
inside my property and surely none of them eat raw pork. I did see a
raccoon in my yard once. Maybe he was the culprit. No way to know for
sure.
I have a small apartment at the side of my house. A few years ago a
really sweet young couple (Sean and Jen) lived there for nearly five
years. There was a fish pond near their entrance and that had some
creepy fish that lived inside. I decided to clean up the pond, buy a new
pump, and make the pond look even better by adding some large Koi. I
went to the pet store and bought three good sized Koi and some small
feeder fish. I introduced them to the newly cleaned pond and felt proud
of myself. Note to self: don't feel proud of yourself because vanity
will do you in.
The next day I was driving home from work and saw this big egret walking
around at the corner. I never see egrets walking around my house. I got
worried and ran over to Jen's apartment. She came out and said "Gary,
they ate the fish!" My three Koi were gone. I had not created a place
for them to hide. Little did I now that egrets had such good sense of
sight or smell or whatever it was to find fish in one day.
If you are looking for a place in Key West and are up for a little
backyard adventure or two, CLICK HERE to search the Key West mls database. See if you find a place that interests you. If you do, please consider contacting me, Gary Thomas, 305-766-2642. I am a buyer's agent and a full time Realtor at Preferred Properties Coastal Realty, Inc. in Key West. I am not French, and I don't eat frog legs or other living creatures that I have found in my yard.