Life, Interrupted

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.
( You SO know where this is going... )
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....

Specifically, an African Grey with a vocabulary of 950 words. He appears to have as much understanding as say a toddler, and this should open the eyes of all bird folk -- are you meeting your bird's need to explore, play, and learn?

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/3430481.stm