Corfu Fauna

So. Today, with the first fall nip in the air (it was around 15 C/58 F and windy this morning!) T decided to climb on the roof, clean out the fireplace flue. That went fairly well, with the dog slightly disconcerted by the strange sounds coming from behind the newspaper covering the fireplace!

Then it was time to go to the woodpile by the garden and cut up some dead branches, and bring some wood for a fireplace to the house.

Fortunately, my dear T is not easily nettled. He moved some branches and this was staring back at him!!

He was thrown because this Agama was a pretty good size and, at first glance looked pretty fierce!

[Odd too was the red color that still hinted at his magnificence.]

He was dead but still poised and looked ready. (And at first glance he appeared to be waiting!)

We couldn't figure out what suddenly could have caused him to die immediately, and in such a stance!

As to his future... well.

Nevertheless, here he is! And he is, (in true "Monty Python Parrot" tradition, and to paraphrase the Pythons and John Cleese) dead.

"'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This Agama is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! 'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!! THIS IS AN EX-AGAMA!!"