YUCK..

Two things I really dislike in the animal kingdom....snakes and rats. I know..each animal has its own use but I would prefer that they stay far...far...far away from me.

So today:

Darling handsome husband (a.k.a. DHH) cut the grass before heading off to work. He was telling me about how the new pool for Princess (twin pool to the one that had a dead bird in it the day after we set it up) was getting cloudy, so he was going to put some bleach into it. No problem..as long as there were no more birds floating..I didn’t want to have to buy a third pool this year and have another bird funeral.

Well anyway.....I had been slogging away typing shoulder scopes this morning and figured I needed a break to see some sunlight. I wander out with no shoes on cause I like to feel soft cut grass on my feet. We check out the pool, dump some bleach into it, I glance at the garden that we have not had to water since we planted it... thanks Mother Nature, my tomatoes are lookin great.. and I am prepared to head back in.

Well lucky for me I have arthritis and tend to walk slower than any normal human...so DHH gets to the back door first and says.... "Whoa..Look here".... what is there...A HUGE SNAKE...yes a HUGE snake!!!! Have I said how much I hate snakes..goes back to school when I had a run in with a rattler. Where the hell was this thing when I came out of that same door five minutes before hmmm?????? in my bare feet no less????

Anyway, this HUGE snake is trying to get into our nice cool garage. Thankfully I closed the door when I came out because this thing starts to go up the door. It was up near the handle of the door with half its body still on the patio...YIKES is the damn thing going to open the door!!! I froze in place in the grass. There was NOOOO WAY..I was going anywhere near that thing. DHH is trying to get me to come look at it. It is a "pretty black snake"...Hell...no snake is "pretty"

So DHH goes through the gate and around into the garage to get something to get it away from the door so chicken wife can get back to the safe world of orthopaedic dictation. He comes back with a pole...and pushes it off the patio and into the bushes.. Now..me I would have put the darn thing into a bucket and taken it off to the woods across the street, if I wasn’t frozen in place...but no..he just pushes into the bushes..RIGHT NEXT TO THE PATIO...the same patio Princess painted with her Crayola paints just last night. UGH. So now for the rest of this summer...I am going to be waiting for this snake to wrap itself around my baby’s leg when she is out painting..

He insists it won’t bother anyone...yeah..right..sure..I’m not going out there without a rake or some other garden tool anymore..for that matter..why do I need to check the garden, or help BBQ, or watch Princess in her pool....for....the...rest....of...this... summer..YUCK!!!

Never liked the tails on rats or mice for that matter. Just totally grosses me out..but that is another story...

Anyone know a "snake whisperer"?