This little chap was quite a character along with his family. They chose to live in my cottage in the Waterberg and ended up taking over a clay sculpture of bushbabies, somehow getting under the plastic cover and burrowing onto the wet clay. My land lady visited one day and the plastic appeared to start jumping around...so I had some explaining to do! I did try taking them out onto the verandah and shutting the door but they somehow got back in every time. When I moved house they moved too..on the sculpture..and seemed equally happy in the second cottage beside a bigger river this time. It was a little concerning though when a black mamba also moved into the cottage..after door mice and possibly the toads...