




The Insatiable Hunger herself
Some more pictures of Cappuccino, aka Face Biter
I don't know how she manage to smell the rat soup in a ziplock bag in the sink, but somehow she seems to know. She was lounging across the ledges looking ready for a snack, and the moment I got close to the glass she started slinking close. Not even a tap on the nose or pushing her away with a stick seemed to deterrent her laser focus. Coiled like a spring she struck the rat so the whole enclosure shook. Violent beast
Gulfed it down (up?) while hanging upside down from the branch, and afterwards in classic boa fashion, immediately went back to looking if there might be more
There is absolutely no reasoning with this one I'm afraid