Bats

Sometimes I feel like I live in a barn on a farm.

Cows, chickens, donkeys, and goats.

Although the baby chicks, kids, and calves have been beyond a.d.o.r.a.b.l.e.

Although I could do without all the spiders.

Because we do not have ceilings and because the roof is made from sheets of metals sometimes rain or animals find their way inside.  As a matter of fact I have found a couple of feathers on the floor.

There’s a spot in the roof above my kitchen that bats like to call their home. They’re these little black bats.  Frankly, I would ignore them if they didn’t poop all over  the place (no worries, none of my things are over at that side of the wall).  Then again, it did show me one of the pros of having spiders.  Spider webs catch the poop.

Anyways, I asked one of the herdsman a month ago to kill two of the bats.  I’m so used to the approach we take back in the States.  We see bats and we freak out to the point where we feel the need to bring in specialists and spend hundreds of dollars on special traps/sprays.

I have to say I’m very impressed with how Kenyans approach it.  They take a stick and they hit the bat (one swing per bat).  Bat dies and falls off the wall onto the floor.  Sweep the bat up and take the bat outside.  Job done in 2 minutes flat.

I was thrilled that my bat problems were solved.  That is until the other day when I saw 2 more bats.  So I asked the 2nd herdsman (our school has 2 herdsmen) for help.  Again, I was very impressed.

Honestly, even though my living conditions may sound iffy.  It’s not, my living conditions are great.  You should see how often the kids have to clean (they clean the school and choos at 5 am and again before bed). It’s just the same as if I were to live in the middle of no where on a farm in Kansas.  It’s just different from living in the suburbs…………