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I just heard a loud crash, and went to investigate. It is about 72 today, so all the sliding glass doors to the lanai are open. Makes the cat happy, 'cause that is as far 'out' as he ever gets. Never goes outside the screen.
So on the floor in the dining room is a damn snake. Little black racer, but on carpet, sumbitch looks a lot bigger than he would have outisde. I trap him under an empty trashcan, than the issue of what to do next comes up.
Naturally, I botch it, and he gets away and hides near my gear - which includes (you guessed it) an assload of black cables on the floor.
I get the tickle stick from the garage (any lobster catchers out there?), and get him out - but instead of going toward the lanai, he goes the OTHER freaking direction, into the den and under a couch.
Now, to get the full picture, you should know that I'm trying to get ready for a trial in two weeks, so there are a million banker's boxes and stacks of paper all over the den - and I'm home with the four year old and the seven month old alone. Just me, the kids, the cat, and the snake. And there is NO WAY that there is going to be a snake in the house when the Mrs. gets here.
So after turning the couch upside down, swearing a lot, and running around like a maniac, I present to you:
Jeff Corwin has got nothing on me.
Keith
So on the floor in the dining room is a damn snake. Little black racer, but on carpet, sumbitch looks a lot bigger than he would have outisde. I trap him under an empty trashcan, than the issue of what to do next comes up.
Naturally, I botch it, and he gets away and hides near my gear - which includes (you guessed it) an assload of black cables on the floor.
I get the tickle stick from the garage (any lobster catchers out there?), and get him out - but instead of going toward the lanai, he goes the OTHER freaking direction, into the den and under a couch.
Now, to get the full picture, you should know that I'm trying to get ready for a trial in two weeks, so there are a million banker's boxes and stacks of paper all over the den - and I'm home with the four year old and the seven month old alone. Just me, the kids, the cat, and the snake. And there is NO WAY that there is going to be a snake in the house when the Mrs. gets here.
So after turning the couch upside down, swearing a lot, and running around like a maniac, I present to you:
Jeff Corwin has got nothing on me.
Keith
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