Bless Your Heart

This morning Candice and I went to Sherwin Williams for paint. I picked out colors for my dining room (raspberry) and bedroom (peacock blue & pale aqua) and she picked out colors for her bedroom. While there I scored a paint chip fan deck for free. Woohoo! All ya gotta do is ask. Then we went to McDon@ld’s for lunch since we had her 3 kids with us. We went home and our separate ways until about 8 this evening. I grabbed the hand truck and went next door to pick up my paint which was still in her mini-van. I ended up visiting for a while. We planned our upcoming IKEA trip. Yay!

While talking she asked if she’d told me about her adventure with a snake yesterday morning. No…. Apparently when she was unrolling her hose a snake came out with the hose. It slithered up in between the siding of her house and that was that. Until a couple hours later when she found him in her garage. He’d gotten stuck in one of those cardboard mouse traps with the sticky linings.

Me: So where’s the snake now?

C: In the trash.

Me: Is it dead?

C: I don’t know and I don’t care.

Wha?? What a horrible way to die. And what if he wasn’t poisonous. So I told her husband to go retrieve the bag. In the meantime I got a little scared this could be a giant anaconda and I could lose an arm which would result in a humiliating phone call to CSP at work.

Her husband Devin brought in a little bag and we peered inside and it was just a wee snake, less than 2 feet long. And it was a miracle! He was alive! So I grabbed a pasta spoon and took him outside where I peeled him off the sticky stuff. It took a while as he was stuck from his neck down to the tip of his tail. Devin hovered over me the whole time amazed I was so concerned over a snake. Candice just yelled to us as we were leaving the house on our mission “If I find that snake back in my yard I’m kicking someone’s ass!”

So we did our snake rehab in the middle of the street to have enough room to watch him move around. Poor thing was so scared and he poo’d a couple times. Plus he just stank (I learned later tonight after googling him that garter snakes release a stinky musky odor when scared). Once he was free he didn’t seem to know where to go. So we prodded him toward the sewer grate. Then I thought better of it cause he was probably hungry and there didn’t seem to be much food in the grate. Devin just begged me to keep it away from his yard or Candice would kill him. So I picked him up and put him in my neighbor’s yard across the street. Maybe my new little snake friend will teach my punk neighbor to quit parking in front of my house.

CSP came home from work and I told him all about the snake adventure and all he had to say was “That is not a phone call I would want to get at work.”

I hope he’s ok out there and didn’t get stuck to something else. Like the business end of a shovel.