BACK IN SEPTEMBER I PROMISED MORE SNAKE STORIES
SO HERE IS THE NEXT INSTALLMENT
"You would have thought she learned a lesson from her experience in 1968.
But apparently, with the passage of time,
her brain does not process old lessons into useable knowledge. If you didn't
read that post, here is the link. Just click on it."
I was living in Missouri, again, after moving my children and myself from California. I had been divorced for about 7 years and had purchased my first house. I was so proud of myself and so proud of my new property. The house sat on 3 1/2 acres of land in a small rural town of about 6,000 people. The house had once been a farm house which was built back in the early 40s. It was sturdy, well built, had two bedrooms, a very large front room, dining room, kitchen and bathroom.
One Saturday morning in 1977 I was out front doing yard work. There was a lot of that kind of work to be done on my new place, but I was joyfully mowing, cutting, trimming and in general doing a bang up job preening my new home.
Plopping down in front of a crepe myrtle (a beautiful plant by the way) I started to pull weeds and trim around the base of one of the myrtles. Out darted this cute little snake about 6 inches long and about as big around as my pinkie. I quickly slapped my ungloved hand down and caught it by the back of the neck. At the time I was thinking, that my son, Gene, would probably like to have a pet snake (de' ja vous).
Fortunately, (not necessarily for them) there were some men across the street in my neighbor's back yard. They were digging a pit in which to fashion a storm shelter.
I walked across the street and into the yard with my newly acquired friend dangling from the thumb and forefinger of my right hand. I stepped up to the edge of the hole (which was about 6 x 6 x 6) held my hand out over the pit (great choice of words, right?) and asked, "Do any of you guys know what kind of snake this is?" (Nope, as my friend said at the beginning of this post, I didn't learn a thing from before).
Other than at a sporting event, have you ever seen men jump six feet into the air, up and over an obstacle? Well, I had the pleasure of seeing 2 men levitate almost straight up and out of that hole in a split second. This not being the big city, but being a town with a church on almost every corner, they weren't shouting obscenities. It went more this, "Dang lady!" "Woah there, girl!" "For heaven's sakes, woman!"
Yes, you guessed it. I had found another Copperhead. Only, this time it was a baby. Yes, it had a beautiful pattern but it was more black and grey and did not have the bright copper color as yet. But, I was puzzled by their reaction to this cute little guy/gal until one of them calmed down enough to tell me that the little guys were almost as venomous as the big ones.
|"Are you reading this, Sisssssy? |
Can you believe that she has gone and done it...
My neighbor stood there for a minute and staired at me (by that time I was up on my porch). He smiled, shook his head, turned, and headed back to his yard. For months, when ever he saw me he would smile and shake his head.
And this is not then end of my snake stories. I have at least two more coming up in the next month or so.
See if you can pick them by the coming attractions I will end each post with.
NEXT MONDAY WATCH FOR:
#221-PETS LEAVE THE STRANGEST GIFTS
#222-THE PARTY PLANNER