So very squicked

[samsom]

Gross, just gross, gross, GROSS.

I opened my front door to go pick up my kids from daycare and put one flip-flop clad foot out and nearly stepped on a snake. An honest-to-goodness, grody to the max, eighteen-inch slithering mass of yellow and black grossness.

I screamed and slammed the door close. Hopped up on the couch and called about two people at the same time because fuck, I have no idea who to call in case of snake!

Through the blinds I watched it slither *shudder times a million* onto the grass, and saw my chance. I ran out and headed straight to the neighbor's. There's a boy over there, with a rake. It took about five minutes, but he managed to 'rake' the snake all the way across the street and into the hills. My stomach was seriously roiling by this point, folks. I dont' live in the big city, and I'm surrounded by frickin' half tons and full tons with hemis but I am a city girl to my bone marrow. I don't do creepy crawlies. Especially not eighteen inch slithering creepy crawlies waiting to jump into my house the second I open the front door.

Ick. I've looked at crime scene photos of dead bodies baking in the August sun, festooned with maggots. I was less grossed out by that than this disgusting example of nature run amock. *shudders*

Comments

[xlivvielockex.livejournal.com]

Snakes are the one thing outside of big ass spiders that make me scream and freak the hell out. I can't believe you even did that. I would have like sprayed it with a hose and kept some serious distance. Or made the husband deal with it.

You are a much braver lady than I!

[samsom.livejournal.com]

Hubby wasn't home. Big jerk went to work and left me alll alone to get attacked by a big ass snake! *snit* And I had to pick my babies up so I didn't have a choice but to make a run for it. It wasn't bravery, it was fear that fueled me.

I'll tell you what, though - I'll never go into the garage barefoot again. I just know I'm gonna dream about snakes tonight. *sigh*

[damnskippytoo.livejournal.com]

Don't you have a back door? Or does it lead only to the back yard and no way to the car?

I feel ya. I've had the snake on the porch thing happen to me as well. And I went way around it and hoped it would be gone by the time I got home. Luckily, it was because I was living with 3 other women at the time and none of us would have been able to deal with it and we didn't really know any neighbors.

Snakes and spiders....hate them! *shivers*

[samsom.livejournal.com]

I've got a back door but there's a fence surrounding my yard, with a padlock on the fence door (on the outside) because we had problems with peeps going into the backyard while we weren't home. And I'm not much for scaling fences.

Oh, and to continue the grossness, the snake, like, molted or something on my lawn. Yesterday there was a sloughed off skin caught in the grass.

Again I say gross.