Thursday, 18 June 2015

Stick Insect - Mini-series of insect stories

Here is the second story in my insect mini-series

Stick Insect (Savusavu, Fiji)

You might ask what he was doing climbing a car.
Like all adventurous mountaineers before him, he might answer, ‘Because it was there.’
After all, with compound eyes which allowed him to see well during his largely nocturnal activities, he couldn’t use the excuse that he had mistaken the car for a tree... or could he?
Because, while out foraging, this dedicated herbivore had indeed climbed up a car and was now perched somewhat precariously on the wing mirror. Only he knew why he came to be there, a stick insect enigma, surveying his world from his unusual vantage point. 
Aware of his vulnerability, he rocked gently, mimicking a twig moving in the breeze. In the normal course of events this behaviour might fool predators, but stuck out on the wing mirror in broad daylight meant he was stretching his luck. Unfortunately, he wasn’t the sort of stick insect who could, chameleon-like, change colour to blend in with his surroundings. 
If a predator did approach, he could drop to the ground and play dead, thus fooling the enemy into thinking he was nothing more than an indigestible twig. And if that didn’t work, he could unleash his pièce de résistance and vomit up the contents of his stomach. That should do the trick.


  1. Jumping off and finding a leafy place might be an even better choice.

  2. Too true, Lizy. I don't know what he was thinking, hanging out on my wing mirror like that!

  3. Insects don't normally appeal to me but I could find a soft spot for this fella (maybe a cushion to soften his landing :) )
    West Cork doesn't sound like a bad base.

  4. Hi Jo, thanks for looking in. Yes, he's nice, isn't he? I'll be posting more stories in this mini-series: some cute, some not so cute! West Cork is beautiful - very happy to be here after several fascinating years in Fiji.


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