Land crabs have a habit of scaring the wits out of my wife. They can make a racket in the brush while attempting to remove themselves from her presence when she is fumbling for her keys at the entrance door. One night when we entered the lower vestibule we were sure there was someone hiding in wait for us, when a resounding thrashing sound emanated from behind some stored building materials that were scheduled for installation the following day. It turned out to be a large land crab. Poor fellow was trapped back there and was trying to run for his life, and in so doing nearly caused ours to end in a state of fright.
Iguanas are popular creatures on the island.
The locals eat them, and we try to discourage the practice, but have made little progress. Another common scene is the little hermit crabs carrying a shell five times larger than he needs. I want one of what she's drinking. You may get the same reaction if a monkey lala runs across the same patio. These clever little lizards stand up and run on their hind legs.