Rainforest Life: Outing #11 – Day 2



(Saturday 4-October-2014)


Have to toss some chicken necks around soon, though without the lizard actually here I fear the flies will drive me completely insane if I leave wet meat around the place.


Lunch today was a cold chicken roll with cheese. And bush spices. Not quite five-star dining but alright, notwithstanding the slight blandness and lack of flavour.

I think I hear a lizard. Though it could be something else.


We have had, contact!

Young Boofer has paid his visit, and – one after another – woofed-down about sixteen chicken necks in one meal.

I started-off tossing a few necks on the ground, but quickly decided to hand-feed him the rest since it’s more engaging for me, and he doesn’t care how his belly fills up – long as it does.

I had actually planned to feed him only a few each day, but he just kept standing there – like a dog – waiting for more.


Anyone who knows anything about reptiles will know they will keep right-on eating until they vomit excess up. What some less intelligent people have trouble comprehending is that even if a reptile doesn’t regurgitate when it’s eaten too much, their digestive system is geared to run in unison with the rest of their cold-blooded metabolism. Mm I’ll rephrase that down to plain English – for any Australians who can’t grapple the multi-syllable words above: As long as a reptiles body temperature is high enough, it will digest anything it eats. Anything digestible, will be digested.

The only danger in over-feeding any reptile comes during colder months, because the speed of digestion is dependant on the animals temperature – faster during warmer weather, slower in cold.

Thus, overfeeding a reptile during winter results in the creatures digestive system becoming compacted because it’s too cold to process the food, while during the warmer months it is impossible to overfeed.

Excuse the patronising monologue, but people who use wives-tales as their base of knowledge irritate me no end. Especially at a time when all the worlds collective knowledge is simply a Google search away.

Anyhoo, the little man had his feed, and although I have no more food for him, I don’t believe he’ll be hungry again for a few days at a minimum. Be a week at least I’d say, before he’s got room in his stomach to start skulking around my tent again – tongue flicking out in search of food. 😉

That was about the highlight of the day, and although I could dribble-on about other, little, mildly amusing happenings – why bother right?

I will append however, that the greedy possum has been, but that’s no big story since he always comes at some point in the night: usually way past my bedtime, while I’m snoring, in the small hours of the morning.

As a result, I rarely even know he’s been until I open my tent door in the morning and see all the food has vanished.

Rainforest Life: Outing #11 – Day 2
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