There was some excitement in our house this morning! I opened the front door and in-between the screen door and wooden door was a Tiger snake. I had the kids and Rocket following me, so I tried to slam the door, hold them all back and try and control my total fear. All in one tiny moment that felt like an hour!
Stupid me, turned my back for a second to tell the kids to grab the dog, go into the kitchen and sit up on the bench while I watched the snake. I turned back and it had disappeared.
Did it go out the flyscreen door? Did it go under the freezer that is close to the front door? Did it slither into the office? I had no idea. I didn’t know if there was a snake in my house or not! Not a pleasant feeling!
I had a bit of a look a round while Rochelle flew out the of the kitchen door to get Anthony. Couldn’t see anything. Neither could Anthony, when he came back.
I fussed around getting the kids school lunches, all the while keeping an eye on the area I’d seen it last. Then I decided to have a look in the office.
I walked down quietly and stood in the doorway… Yep, there it was, sliding along the window, trying to get out. My heart just about flew through my chest. Now I don’t like snakes, but they don’t unduly upset me if they are outside. But it was the fact that it was IN MY HOUSE: that I had a problem with!
So we called the reinforcements – Anthony came to the rescue and finally, after upending the entire office, (which I now have to clean!) we found it under a filing cabinet. Needless to say that it is no longer with us!
But even as I sit at my office desk and write this blog, I am still wary. I know it’s gone, but I have my boots on and the dog locked in the laundry. The unsettling feeling of not knowing where it was, if it was even in the house and the danger that the snake presented, is still very real.
**Note, I got this photo from the internet and it was taken by John Fowler.