Well I am starting to feel better. I have energy again. I hate being sick. It makes me feel old. Aching, sore, snot dribbling out of my nose, throat filled with mucus. Lovely.
Amanda came home today to a bee attack. After she slammed the door yelling about bees, she informed me that a snake was hanging on the screendoor. I decided to go take a look and sure enough a smallish only 8-10 inch long snake had curled crawled up to the handle and was enjoying the view. I got a poker and a longish stick and attempted to take it off as I noticed it was shaking its tail as though to shake a rattle. It didnt have a rattle so I laughed at it saying “oh trying to frighten me by pretending to be a rattler” Well I got it pissed and finally with much effort flattened it head into the pavement. Proud that I had killed it. I got the remainder of Amanda’s belongings and went inside.
I was curious as to what type of snake I had just vanquished. I looked through the pictures of a non-venomous snakes. I thought damn its not in there, so I looked through the dangerous ones thinking that it couldnt have been one of those because it was too small. Well I was wrong. In fact it was not pretending to be a rattler, it was a rattler, a Pygmy Rattler. Needless to say, I have now bought more mothballs in an attempt to stink them away. I hope he didnt have any family in the area.
Wilbur
I’m sorry but for some reason, imagining the scene as you describe it has me in stiches. I can’t stop laughing.
Not me. I’m not in stitches. I’m scared to come to your house!!!! Upside of NYC: no poisonous snakes. The downside: no wildlife whatsoever (unless you count the roaming plastic bags that creep across the street suspiciously like animals…)
Then what the hell do you call those rats with the foot long bodies. Give me a snake any day.