Just now as I was catching up on some reading and wondering what to blog about, out of the blue the answer slithered by….literally.
I heard a noise behind me by the window. I turned around to glance in the direction when I caught sight of a three foot snake cruising by. I like snakes…but not in my house, unsupervised and uninvited. It startled me for a second until I realized that it was a harmless king snake. Most likely he was looking for a cool place to nap.
Just for sanity sake, I sent the small kids up onto the stair landing for safe keeping…the snake’s safe keeping, that is. The kiddies were all very excited and not scared a bit. I’m surprised they didn’t ask for a photo shoot with the thing.
My oldest was instructed to keep an eye on the travel patterns of the thing while I went and grabbed something with which to catch it. I returned with the fireplace poker and a cooking pan. But neither was really needed as he didn’t wish to over stay his welcome and headed for the nearest exit. I simply opened the back door and let him out.
I followed him a bit with my hubby’s BBQ spatula to make sure he didn’t try and return inside through the logs or a tiny crack somewhere. The ‘high speed’ chase (not) went on for a minute or two until I was satisfied that he wouldn’t return.
Not once did he act like he was in a hurry. Just a southern gentleman out for a mid-morning stroll, I suppose.