Liphoofolo (dee-po-fo-low)

Animals. I've had a few experiences of note with liphoofolo. First, my family's cat decided my rondavel was the perfect place to give birth to kittens. The new feline family has since moved, but I check in on them from time to time and occasionally provide milk to mom. Secondly, a cow indignantly nudged me twice out of the way while I was walking home on a narrow path. Apparently, they like the high road. I was a smidge worse for the wear from the encounter. If a cow had the chance, he would eat you and everyone you love...
Lastly, the rain has arrived. Great. However, on the first night with a strong storm, I was awoken by something on my bedside table. Sleepily, I fumbled for my flashlight, turned it on, and discovered my hand was inches from a scorpion that had fallen from my thatch roof. I managed to kill and remove it through my terror, but suffered insomnia as the next few nights also brought storms. I laid awake, convinced scorpions would pour out of my thatch roof at any second. Thankfully, none did.
At least Lesotho doesn't have mambas or cobras.