How Much is That Snakey in the Window?
For months I’ve been joking about starting a baby copperhead snake photo blog.
This all started because of a guest post by Babs.
Later there was more encouragement from The Red Neck Diva. Soon after, The Diva was informed by two anonymous commenters that her baby snake was a black rat snake, not a copperhead.
I don’t care what kind of snake this is.
I hope that I never see anything like it.
Especially in my window.
Visit the Diva for the rest of this
snake in the window story.
But Linn, a bat on the bed is bad, too.
July 5th, 2005 at 6:59 am
I agree. Hope I never see that. My opinion is that the only good snake is a DEAD snake!
Sam’s Darling Wife
July 5th, 2005 at 7:42 am
I’ll take bats over snakes any day!!! Linn (Woke up this morning checking all the ceilings - ha,ha)
July 5th, 2005 at 3:00 pm
Hey there,
Thanks for selling me five shares of HellsKitchenNYC… you rock! Hey can I add your link to my blog?
July 5th, 2005 at 7:53 pm
oh my god…just the picture game me goosebumps and the heebeegeebies! snakes are WRONG!
July 5th, 2005 at 9:34 pm
Oh god, ick, ewwwwwwwww!
Shudder!
July 5th, 2005 at 11:34 pm
Oh Karen, I screeched out loud! I agree with moosekahl, snakes are just wrong.
July 6th, 2005 at 7:42 am
When I was a kid, my grandma found a 5-foot black snake in her baseboard heater. My uncles caught it and put it out. They didn’t kill it, though. For years two of them (black snakes, not my uncles) lived in the lawnmower shed. Sometimes they were hanging from the rafters. As you might guess, that kept us kids out of the shed.
July 6th, 2005 at 8:09 am
My sister used to manage a large city downtown high rise apt building. A new tenant discovered a huge snake skin shedding in the living room one morning. Apparently the former tenant had a huge - like 12 foot long - exotic snake for a pet. It liked to sleep in the air ducts during the day, and the old tenant couldn’t catch it so left it. Imagine renting a nice downtown apt and sharing it with a big snake unknowingly. The new tenant was put up in a hotel till animal control was able to get the thing out of the building. Linn
July 6th, 2005 at 1:31 pm
I haven’t seen a copperhead snake since I was in Boy Scouts… sometime around… let’s see, … I guess it was age seventeen!
Also, I saw the comment above from Goodlovin… I’m being bought and sold like a cheap whore blogger. I love it!
July 6th, 2005 at 8:59 pm
SDW - I could live without seeing that. Even though I know that the little poisonous snakes are as eadly as the big ones.
Linn - I prefer neither indoors.
Goodlovin’ - You’re very welcome!
Moosekahl - I think that the photo bothered my husband more than me. He wouldn’t look at the other pics at Diva’s. Heebeejeebees, indeed!
Candace - Agreed!
Babs - So starting a team snake photoblog is out of the question? If my memory serves me correctly - you started this.
Hillbilly Mom - That would not have kept me out of the shed. I’d probably have to go check on it very few minutes.
Linn - Oh no! That’s worse than a little old bat - unless the bat was rabid.
Mr. HK - I’m starting to feel like Janis Ian. Watch out with blogshares - it’s addicting.
July 9th, 2005 at 10:04 pm
Eight years ago, I was renting a house (the one next to the public golf course mentioned in my meme), and since I wasn’t making nearly enough to afford the $750 a month I was paying, I had to take in roommates. One was a fellow who had a pet snake (I don’t know which kind–I just know it wasn’t poisonous and it was medium sized).
He would feed the slithering reptile crickets most of the time, but would on occaision bring home a live rat for him to devour whole. When this occurred, I made it a point not to be anywhere near the room, since the rat was fully aware he was the main course at the time. (As I have mentioned before, my mother–God Rest Her Soul–was afraid of all reptiles. I, on the other hand, had no problem with geckos, iguanas and other lizards. But snakes, to be honest, give me a heavy-duty case of the heebie-jeebies. However, the other roommate–an otherwise normal young lady–found the rat feeding absoultely fascinating. Go figure.)
That having been said, one of my favorite “Far Side” cartoons was one of a snake with a huge bulge in his body. Nearby was an overturned feeding dish, on which was the name “Garfield.” (I didn’t like it because I hate cats, just because I didn’t care much for that cartoon feline.)
Kirk