Nyama the cat is still at the farm weaning her kittens. Her presence is missed around here as recently there seems to be a rat/lizard/frog infestation in my house. During the night I am frequently serenaded by a toad who belts out his call without warning. I have tried moving him outside, but he seems to prefer my echo-y bathroom, as he must squeeze under the door and find his way back to his territory. In addition, the gecko who lives on the wall near the window in my bedroom is enjoying his new found freedom without a predator in the house. It scurries over the desk making little rustling noises at night. I welcome these kind of critters, but I must draw the line somewhere. The other night I was putting my dirty dishes in the kitchen after dinner and heard a rustling near an empty jug of oil. I directed my headlamp to find a rat jump off the table and onto the floor behind some buckets. I tried my best to find it, but I think he had the ability to vanish into the concrete floor. I didn’t have the energy to do anything about it so I just left him alone. I was fearing the rat because I knew my sacred cheese was contained in the kitchen, so I propped the cheese up on an upside down cup and let it go. Making my way to the bathroom, I heard my toad let out a loud noise which also didn’t phase me. However, taking one step into the bathroom, I felt little claws scurry over my foot and the beam of my headlight met the beady little eyes of yet another rat. Yes, I screamed. I should probably be concerned that my scream didn’t phase my askari. Needless to say, the next day I called Nyama’s doctor who told me it would be another 4 weeks before Nyama could come back with two kittens. I am glad she is coming with reinforcements to reinstate her territory.
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