As if my wife Pat being stung by some kind of bee or wasp a few weeks back didn’t cause enough excitement, we had a few more frantic moments recently.
This time no one was stung, hurt or injured.
Shortly after Pat arrived home from work one evening and we visited briefly, I told her I’d watered several of the plants and flowers already and she wouldn’t have to worry about that.
Informing her I was heading to take a shower, it was one of those 95 degree and 90 percent humidity days, I headed off to another room.
I heard her put our little dog Bailey outside on the patio. All of a sudden, Pat let out this blood-curdling scream.
As I started furiously running towards our den, my thoughts were something had happened to Bailey or worst yet, Pat. She was still hollering and yelling as I got into the den.
She was so shook up, she was having a hard time telling me what had happened as she pointed to outside the back door.
I thought, oh no, something’s wrong with Bailey or had happened to her.
Finally, Pat got the words out. “There’s a snake,” she screamed.
Asking her where it was, she hollered, “right there, right outside.”
Looking out and opening the door at the same time, there stood Bailey, undaunted and unknowing what was going on.
I grabbed the little pooch up to put her back inside and as I did, I looked over and spotted the snake on a piece of firewood in a basket on the patio.
Already knowing what to do, Pat made sure I knew.
So, I went and retrieved a hoe from the garage and headed outside, taking care of the snake so it wouldn’t bother Pat, the dog or me.
When asked if she wanted to see how long the snake was, it was an emphatic “no,” with her adding, “get rid of it.”
I have no idea what type of snake it was. Hadn’t ever seen one quite like this one.
As I mentioned a few weeks back that she’s extremely allergic to bee and wasp stings, snakes absolutely scare her. In her words, “the only good snake is a dead snake.”
I’m not fond of them either and I try to avoid them.
This one by the way was about the size of one’s little finger and a couple of feet long.
Still, it made no difference to her.