Our departmental hallway on the first floor became just that this week.
A medium-sized lizard was found lurking behind our hallway bookcase yesterday. It'd sought refuge in a rolled-up map, and when Gabriel unraveled it, the poor thing panicked and scrambled around, causing an outward scattering of shrieking humans. Eventually it was chased to the ladies', which we have since avoided.
Today I saw it poke his head out from behind the dustbin right next to the doors. When I excitedly announced its presence, Dk Hasharina performed an impressive leap through the doorway. My entrance and Gabriel's were similarly speedy but less acrobatic.
Soon after, our corridor neighbours came out for what is perhaps their only close encounter with wildlife this day/week/month, and made me wonder: How many academics does it take to capture a lizard?
Everybody along the corridor can authoritatively suggest some policy measures to protect wildlife habitat. But when it came to a stray lizard, we were stumped.
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