Visitor

So, there I was a couple of days ago sitting in the kitchen eating lunch when I became aware of a "something moving in your hair" sort of feeling. Not being one to panic I immediately panicked and started hitting wildly at my hair and out popped this little beetle, landing safely on the kitchen floor. I'm not sure who was more shocked, the beetle or me.
So today I'm washing up in the sink and on turning round who's there but my little beetle friend, cool as cucmber, perched on the cloth.
No idea what he's called but I'm kind of hoping that he's not some venomous death beetle that arrived with the bananas.
Adios amigo