Welcome back to This is India! I always have funny/weird stories about India to share with friends or family when I talk to them. This is just meant to be an honest portrayal about my life in India through short anecdotes. I also share here what I’ve been up to online outside Hippie in Heels.

What I was up to other than here:

  • Literally, nothing is coming to mind… looking back, what did I do for the last week!? I have no idea. 
  • I am going to Slovenia in a couple weeks. Does anyone have any tips for there? I’m really excited to see Lake Bled but my flight path is kind of a messy long horrible one that will definitely involve sleeping on the airport floor in Mumbai (again). 

Now your story,

Whenever we have issues with our animals being sick or hurt it is always an issue that we would not have if we didn’t live in India. 

I had just walked up the steps of our house to the front door and Ben was behind me, still on the walkway and not the stairs and goes…

“snake..that’s a snake!”

I looked around and to my left was a skinny long snake with its head up (cobra style) looking at me. *puke* I hate snakes! I used to be completely terrified but I’ve had so many encounters over the years (8 foot pythons and King Cobras in Goa and even a Mamba in Uganda) that I’m a little more relaxed now. 

It was on the side of the stairs, so I had walked right past it without seeing it. 

I first thought to stay still. His head was really small so I was like “hmm he probably wouldn’t even try to bite me because I’m huge and he’s tiny so probably I should just go inside and Ben can walk past him too.”

Then I saw KitKit. 

He always comes to greet us at the front door when we get home and he was coming right at me from the side of the house, and the snake was in the middle. I knew he didn’t see the snake.

Ben and I are both like “Kitkit NO!” but there wasn’t anything we could do except I guess if we thought fast enough, kicked the snake away?

Kitkit full speed pounces on the snake without seeing it and jumps sky high, the snake goes flying, and I grabbed the cat. 

I was checking him for bites because we couldn’t tell what happened in the tussle. The snake was gone but we called for security to help us find it so we could see if it was poisonous. 

Basically, we couldn’t find a bite and the cat was scared but not dying so we assumed it must not have been poisonous and just watched the cat for the next hour. 

If you remember, I had a dog Huckleberry for a year here who died of rabies even though he was vaccinated, and our animals have been through a lot! Little Piso also died from parvovirus. It’s hard to keep animals safe here. My housekeeper just said that her two cats died from a cobra last month. Our cat was bitten by a monkey when it was a baby. So, jungle life makes it harder to keep animals safe for sure… always an adventure!