Just to be perfectly clear, I am a certified arachnophobic. If it has eight legs and and an exoskeleton, I’m outta there. Yuck. That includes lobsters and crabs (though I do give crabs a small measure of latitude, being my astrological sign and all).
But in my search for an interesting topic of today’s A to Z
Challenge post, I happened across the word: vinegaroon. If you read yesterday’s post, you’ll probably
understand why this word stopped me in my tracks and caused me to further
investigate.
I’d never heard the word before. Had no idea what I was going to find. Imagine my disgusted surprise to discover
that such a cool sounding word belongs to a scorpion. Now there’s the stuff of nightmares!
The vinegaroon (also spelled vinegarroon) is a type of whip
scorpion that emits a vinegar-like mist (mostly acetic acid) and is not a true
scorpion at all. Not that that matters –
there’s still the eight leg/exoskeleton thing going on. In the creepy little guy’s favour is the small
fact that it is not venomous. Its long
tail is a sensory organ and does not have a stinger, which is what
distinguishes it from a true scorpion. It
is a nocturnal carnivore that dines on bugs and have a particular fondness for
crickets. The large pincers are used to
catch prey and tidy up its living quarters.
And it’s big. Like 4 inches
long. (Might as well be 4 feet!) Home is in southern USA (scratching that area
of the world off my bucket list).
Now that I’m as thoroughly educated on these critters as I ever care to be – not to mention a little grossed out – I shall now leave you with these images of vinegaroons:
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| Ew! |
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| Gak! |
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| EEEEEEEK! |
"vinagroon" redirects here. vinagroon may also refer to a compound made from iron and vinegar used to dye leather. from Wiki
ReplyDeleteThis is only suggested for completness...some boys use this to dye oak...nice I have a batch in the works always.
I have to admit that I startle when I see a big spider. But the biggest startle was when walking one day with a friend in Oklahoma, she suddenly grabbed my arm and said 'be careful', then pointed out a huge spider, saying it won't chase you, but if it's startled it might jump. And its bite is poisonous! Oh, man, did I learn respect for spiders that day!
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