You know what is worst than those invited guests who you don’t really want to entertain? The uninvited ones.
Earlier this week I finally gave in to the feline annoyances and went to feed them. Despite them both storming down the stairs in unison and nearly tripping me, only one arrived at the food bowls.
On investigation I found Ciller Cat standing in the lounge, resembling a cat statue, staring at a spot next to a couch. When I peeped around the corner to see what was commanding her attention, I was treated to the sight of an uninvited guest, slithering under the couch.
So, I did what any red blooded, rural South African woman would do.
I ‘phoned Flyboy to come home and get the damn thing out.
Do you blame me? I give you Mrs Puff Adder:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/thekattbox/2540579857/
PS: No, we didn’t post her to anyone. 
ooooh… a puffadder in the lounge! damien and i are both jealous!
Awwwww Cute. NOT! Not the smallest specimen I have seen either. Has the cat recovered?
Mommy Angel: Girl, you guys would have a whale of a time down here. The next one I find in my dwelling is being mailed to you guys.
Just Brian: Ciller Cat is still very wary of being at floor level and more jittery than usual. A simple cough sends her sky high with no running start.
*swoooooon*
That makes me feel quite light headed.
Yik.
Dolcie: Fortunately she was cold and therefor docile – winter has its advantages.