Not seeing a snake in the last 48 hours.
Last Saturday. Astrid was in her wood working room.
A big ol Red Belly Black slithered in..... she was good too, stood perfectly still as it passed around 6 inches away from her boots.
Rang the snake guy, he caught Betty and took her away.
Last Sunday, i get home around midday, to find the ol girl a tad upset.
An Eastern Brown was coiled under a chair until she walked by.
Gave a lunge with came up around 10 or 12 inches short, so a warning i think to tell her to piss off.
The little bastard (James) dived into the old hot water cupboard.
Same snake guy, took 3 hours to entice him out..... the snake, not the snake guy.
Last Monday, Went to my Mums old folks home to pick her up to find the owners and some other fukkwit trying to chop the head off a python.
I spat the dummy, cops were called, all sorts of rattle went on.
The snake by the time i got there, wasn't able to be saved.
The assault charges have no chance of standing up and i'm banned from the old folks home.
Last Friday, Another Red Belly Black shot across the back patio.
He was friggin fast too, but i lost sight of him, so no idea where he went.
We called him Speedy Gonzales ..... fastest snake in all the Lockyer Valley.
Yesterday, Astrid did find a snake skin in the cottage carport, but thats just a tree snake thats changed his clothes.
The flood waters have these guys everywhere at the moment.
Astrid and i, in all our life, have never had so much fun with a 4 foot length of heater hose.
We both have the steely nerves of a cat stuck on a freeway.
OH, we do have 3 different spots for these too.
One out side, one inside and one in the shed.
Proper whizz bang compression bandages.
