SNAKE! Snake Snake Snake Snake Snake!!!

[alfreda89]

I went out into the garage to see if we had any scouring putty or touch-up paint, because I'd already nicked the bumper of the new car. (Less gnashing of teeth when you've already had a ding...) The place to look in this overcrowded place was near the front, so I hit the button and started down the path between boxes.

We're talking less than two strides from crossing under the rising door, and suddenly a small, middling green snake with yellow SOS dots and bars stripes dropped from the door to the ground.

It panicked and dove under the lawnmower.

I ran inside and did bevhale's snake dance. I did not, however, threaten to quit.

W brought me a BIG flashlight, and I bravely peered under the mower. No snake to be seem. W kicked the wheel. Nada. It could be anywhere in the garage, and I mean anywhere.

I closed the garage door again, after failing to find what I came out hoping to find, and as a parting shot, yelled to the snake: "I have three cats in this house, and I'm not afraid to use them! You crawl under the door, you are SO dead! Go chase something outside, it's your job!"

(Notice, I am not dwelling on the fact that this snake, probably the thickness of a medium-sized pen and maybe a foot long, just missed landing on my shoulder as he fell off the rising door....)

I am NOT afraid of snakes. But I have two friends who are, and I want this house shared by three cats and two humans, period. If I want a snake, I'll look for a legally-raised San Francisco garter snake.

I have standards.

Perhaps sparkylibrarian and I will have a snake hunt....

Comments

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

You know that I catch snakes for fun and profit, don't you?

I do -- but I thought of Sparky first because she HAS a snake right now. This one is hardly worth your time -- he's cute and looked like a letter S gone haywire. Not like the dead rattler in the cooler, or any other of your bragging rights critters.

David wouldn't let me keep the coral snake I caught. :( I had a padlocked cage and everything.

Well, as a speculative fiction person, I can see where all the speculative fiction sagas were firing in his head bigtime -- like you'd have a Dragon's Lair event or something, and some idiot teen with a drunk on and good lockpicking skills would have ended up in the hospital, it's liability city...

I'm afraid I see his point.

Clearly, what you needed was a separate building with a Medeco six tumbler deadbolt on it as well! Then it would have been fine!