Regular readers will recall that I once had a rodent problem which I resolved, not with dangerous poisons, but by introducing snakes into the house. Marcia, like most people, isn’t desperately keen on snakes so had no hesitation venturing her opinion on my eco friendly pest control solution. The snakes slithered into the various nooks and crannies and evidently did their hunting at night for we saw not scale nor cast of them but the rats and mice, along with all the cockroaches disappeared. I was pleased and Marcia obviously forgot she was living in close proximity to half a dozen or so serpents.
We must be on our second generation of Fort Hippos snakes, the first to be born and raised within our humble abode, because they have recently become far to tame for their own good. Coming out only at night was a good ploy by the original slinky crew but a tactic they sadly failed to pass on to their offspring. Many times over the last couple of weeks I have caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see a beautifully iridescent house snake checking me out with its beady little eyes. I think they are wonderful. Marcia, if she saw one, would empty a whole spray can of beastie killer over it.
This afternoon, Dominic and Alex were lying on the sofa watching TV when Dominic noticed movement in the rafters above his head.
‘It’s a snake, Daddy!’ he shouted leaping to his feet.
‘Catch it, Daddy, I want to play with it,’ shouted Alex.
It was only about three and a half feet long and no thicker than a three core electrical flex so was obviously a young snake. I wondered what it was doing in the rafters, no mice up there, but it carried on unperturbed pausing once or twice to take a look at the gawking trio below before sliding through a hole in the wall I never knew existed and appearing outside on the rafter extension. The clever little sod had already worked out that I leave the outside light on, the light attracts insects and insects attract snake food.
Dominic, Alex and I were all gazing at it when Marcia arrived.
|Dominic is as lean as the snake! Not an ounce of fat on him.|
‘A COBRA! No Darling, don’t even think about it! I am not going into the room until you get rid of the snake!’ Or words to that effect.
‘Marcia,’ I said soothingly, ‘that isn’t a snake, it is a long necked lizard.’
‘You must think I am really stupid,’ said Marcia.
‘Marcia!’ I exclaimed with horror, ‘I would never think you were stupid!'
Right then I was willing to settle for ‘Gullible’.
|In the meantime the baby snake sits there patiently waiting for its supper to arrive.|