Kathy Potts
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Here is the scoop........
Sitting here at the computer typing an email. Kitty Cat perched in window. Kitty Cat begins to growl. He is overlooking our front porch. Kitty Cat growls, jumps down, and runs away. Other Kitty Cat goes to window and peers out. By now I have strong suspicions. From computer chair, I am looking out the window. See nothing. I think, ok, it isn't a stray cat causing all the commotion. I have a pretty good idea what this is all about. I get up and go to window and look out. Yep, just as I suspected. A snake. Hubby still sitting in recliner hasn't tuned in to the commotion yet or what I was saying LOL Finally get his attention, he comes to the window, I point to snake laying at the base of the window nicely camouflaged in the grapevine wood laying on the front porch. I pronounce it to a Oak Snake. Hubby agrees. Hubby walks back to recliner. I say, "Well, do something about it. Either kill it or relocate it." We agree relocation is in order. Hubby goes to fetch a container to put said snake in. I am thinking, now I know him, he is not going to pick this snake up, and it is going to get away from him. At this point, I decide to do my thing. I walk out the front door, approach said snake. Snake is aware of my presence. Snake turns and starts to slither off. I have had many run ins with snakes and learned a long time ago not to pick up a snake unless I know what kind it is. Oak snakes are on my list of ok to pick up. Well snakey is getting away. Unable to reach his head because he is going under more grapevine wood, I grab him in the middle of the body and start dragging him back out. Now the challenge.......... to grab him right behind the head. He isn't happy. He starts squirming making it rather hard to nail the head precisely. But no fear because it is just an oak snake. A four foot oak snake but that is ok. I grab for moving head, land a little bit off target, not happy oak snake chomps down on finger. New grasp is placed in the correct position. Hubby is returning with an ice chest. I am standing with my catch, dangling some four feet. Hubby says, "Drop him in HERE!!!", IN HERE!!." I am enjoying looking at the snake LOL. Hubby says again, "IN HERE!" I give in and nice snakey goes into cooler with hubby slamming the lid shut. Hubby says, "He didn't bite ya????" I said, "Yep." Show hubby bleeding finger. Hubby says, "That looks like fang marks!" I reply, "No it isn't." Wipe away the blood and the row of teeth marks become visible. He says, "Ok, I see the teeth marks " Snakey is carried to the automobile, we come in, I wash hands, hubby applies antibiotic and band aide. Story over LOL........... oh yeah............. snake is now being relocated. The end.
I think we put the band aide on too tight. Woops
Sitting here at the computer typing an email. Kitty Cat perched in window. Kitty Cat begins to growl. He is overlooking our front porch. Kitty Cat growls, jumps down, and runs away. Other Kitty Cat goes to window and peers out. By now I have strong suspicions. From computer chair, I am looking out the window. See nothing. I think, ok, it isn't a stray cat causing all the commotion. I have a pretty good idea what this is all about. I get up and go to window and look out. Yep, just as I suspected. A snake. Hubby still sitting in recliner hasn't tuned in to the commotion yet or what I was saying LOL Finally get his attention, he comes to the window, I point to snake laying at the base of the window nicely camouflaged in the grapevine wood laying on the front porch. I pronounce it to a Oak Snake. Hubby agrees. Hubby walks back to recliner. I say, "Well, do something about it. Either kill it or relocate it." We agree relocation is in order. Hubby goes to fetch a container to put said snake in. I am thinking, now I know him, he is not going to pick this snake up, and it is going to get away from him. At this point, I decide to do my thing. I walk out the front door, approach said snake. Snake is aware of my presence. Snake turns and starts to slither off. I have had many run ins with snakes and learned a long time ago not to pick up a snake unless I know what kind it is. Oak snakes are on my list of ok to pick up. Well snakey is getting away. Unable to reach his head because he is going under more grapevine wood, I grab him in the middle of the body and start dragging him back out. Now the challenge.......... to grab him right behind the head. He isn't happy. He starts squirming making it rather hard to nail the head precisely. But no fear because it is just an oak snake. A four foot oak snake but that is ok. I grab for moving head, land a little bit off target, not happy oak snake chomps down on finger. New grasp is placed in the correct position. Hubby is returning with an ice chest. I am standing with my catch, dangling some four feet. Hubby says, "Drop him in HERE!!!", IN HERE!!." I am enjoying looking at the snake LOL. Hubby says again, "IN HERE!" I give in and nice snakey goes into cooler with hubby slamming the lid shut. Hubby says, "He didn't bite ya????" I said, "Yep." Show hubby bleeding finger. Hubby says, "That looks like fang marks!" I reply, "No it isn't." Wipe away the blood and the row of teeth marks become visible. He says, "Ok, I see the teeth marks " Snakey is carried to the automobile, we come in, I wash hands, hubby applies antibiotic and band aide. Story over LOL........... oh yeah............. snake is now being relocated. The end.
I think we put the band aide on too tight. Woops