Are You Scared Of Snakes?

Okay, so if you follow this blog or read our newsletters, you know I am petrified of snakes. Normally, on any given week, “pond guys” run into some of the slithery creatures. This year though, things-that-go-slither-in-the-night (and day), have been scarce. Do you know why? I’ve figured it out – I haven’t been out working with the guys. See, I am a reptile magnet. Seriously! Mr. Pond spent his childhood looking for snakes and regaled stories about how much he and his buddies loved to find a perfect specimen and bring it home to stay in the baby pool out back. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Baby pools are baby pools. Not snake pools, or frog houses, or toad condos. Anyway, when we met and he began spewing this knowledge as though he was King Snake Conqueror, I commented that all he needed to do was take me and there would be “one”. Of course, as most guys do, he dismissed my information as drama from a teenage girl. (Yes, we met when I was a teenager) However, he soon learned that there was a lot of truth to my statement. Yep, just take me out to a pond and behold one will appear. It’s truly a curse! But, in spite of the fact that I wasn’t with him last week, he had the wonderful encounter to talk about when he got home. As he so often does, he was standing in a pond with shorts and water shoes on and it swam under his foot. OMG! My hands are tingling just typing this. You see, I would have drowned and this story would have never been told, but since it happened to Mr Pond I am able to type furiously just thinking about it. Then when we went to the pet store a couple days later – yep, you got it, the employees had one out of its cage. Seriously, that’s not funny people. Keep those things in their cages when there are people in the store. He still finds the urge to catch them, but that is waning, due to the fact that he cannot bring it home and enjoy it in a baby pool in the backyard. I need to go do some deep breathing and calm down after these thoughts…

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