Day TWENTY EIGHT

A picture of your night



Yes, this is a baby rattlesnake. Yes, it is in my house under a glass bowl. And yes, it is deadly. Well, WAS deadly until Tom came home and killed it. So far this is the extent of my night. I am now wearing Ugg boots, socks and pants in case he has friends lurking. And of course I shook my Ugg boots to make sure his friends weren't in them!

I was in the bedroom changing Rori and I heard my phone ring. Finished up and walked into the living room. Picked up my cell phone to call Tom back {cuz that's who had called} and went to sit on our chaise lounge chair with Rori still in my arms. I heard a growl. I looked over at Pebbles {my Mini Dachshund} on the other side of the chaise lounge and her ears were perked way up and she was frozen, still growling away at something. I stood back up and peeked over the chair to see a little snake coiled. At first I thought "what a cute lil guy!" and was thinking it was a common baby garden snake. I told the weiners to get in their crates and they obeyed immediately...strange! I set Rori in her in her swing because it's off the ground and turned around to get a better look. That's when it hit me. That is a beautiful snake...awesome markings. Not your garden variety harmless snake. I froze for a moment, then grabbed a giant bowl outta the kitchen. I spent the next few minutes chasing this snake around the living room, still not 100% sure what kind it was, until I got the bowl on top of it.

First thing I did was call Tom. I told him "I think there's a baby rattle snake in the house." He was about to call the neighbor to come rescue me but I told him I had already captured it and Rori, the dogs and I were safe. He seemed impressed. I then went to the computer and googled "baby Rattlesnake". First picture that popped up was of an identical snake in an identical bowl. OK, it's a rattler. I then freaked out and started shaking. I'm not afraid of snakes at all, but BABY Rattlers are extremely dangerous and have the power to kill you.

Tom came home and while he was "taking care of it" I went into the other room. I still have a hard time watching animals suffer, deadly or not.

Now I am super paranoid and think every wire and shoelace is a snake. It's gonna be a rough evening!