Wednesday, November 7, 2012
A Snake in my Living Room
The only reason I didn’t jump out of my chair in fright was because I had met him a few days before.
Luckily I had friends I could call because this was beyond my ability to solve. I feel more comfortable with snakes than most of my friends, but this only means that I can look at them from six feet away without screaming.
The friend picked him up using a broom handle in the centre of his coil and dropped him into a spare recycling bin I had. We then wheeled him outside and let him out in the forest across the road.
It was exciting, but not something I want to repeat.
I spent my first fifty years growing up where there were no snakes. Now I have been up close and personal with several. Even people who have lived in Australia all their lives have usually not known one to come into the living areas.
I am just lucky I guess.