This morning as I was waiting for my sister Miriam to arrive to stay with my kids while I went to my doctor’s appointment, I heard Joy shriek, “Mom! There’s a snake in here, a real one. It’s moving!” That didn’t get much reaction from me, but the other kids went running.
“It’s true. It is a snake. It is!” yelled Faith.
With purse on my arm and book in hand I walked into our dining room. Sure enough, there under the chair was a real, live snake. It was just a little black one about twelve inches long, a baby for sure. I didn’t think it was poisonous, though I don’t really know much about snakes. As I was pondering what to do, I saw my sister’s red car drive up. As she walked up the sidewalk, I threw open the door, thanked her for coming and said, “I hope you don’t mind snakes because there is one in the dining room,” and left for my doctor’s appointment! I thought it was pretty funny, but I wondered if my sister did.
When I got home the first thing I wanted to know was what had happened about the snake. She told a hilarious tale of sweeping it into the dust pan and trying to get it outside with five very interested, but not so helpful children. Oh how I laughed. This reminded both of us of another snake encounter.
Now as I’m typing this and getting it ready to post in the morning I’m thinking to myself, “You know…where there are baby snakes there have got to be…”
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Wonder how it got in!? Hope there aren’t any more!
Just reading about your snake makes me shiver…..eeewwwww…..I’ll take bugs and spiders anyday!!!! Your sister is very brave!!!
I thought the exact same thing about the babies….AH! What a great sister! Lol. Mine would kill me if I did that to them.
That’s exactly right, Esther. Where there are baby snakes, there are…
If I was your sister, I would’ve driven away in my car screaming at the top of my lungs. That is the scariest story.
I am beyond terrified of the stupid things. TER-RI-FIED!!!!!!!!!
I thought it was going to turn out to be one of those fake snakes that look real
Someone did that to me once. They laughed hilariously while I “fought” it. I ended up sweeping it into the dustpan too, that’s when I figured out it wasn’t moving. 
…..where there’s a baby snake there are MORE baby snakes lol!
I am sorry to admit if you did that to me you would have come home to an empty house. Well not exactly empty. The snake would have been right where you left him! The kids and I? We would have been out of there!! I do not do snakes, or bugs at all!! I can’t believe how calm you all were
“A snake in the house” … I thought maybe you’d had an unwanted, unpleasant human guest…
Nothing like Snakes on a Plane? Never saw that movie.
Kudos to your sis for handling the problem. And, no need to worry about bigger snakes until they arrive.
ROFL!!! that is way to funny, I would never want to see a snake in my house i’d flip out unless it was just a guarder snake
*faints*
Last year, a friend of mine found a long snake crawling on her refrigerator! She was not amused! ROFLOL! We haven’t had any snakes in the actual house (yet), but they get in the garage. We always know because the dog will bark incessantly at them and go crazy because they slither and squirm under all the junk in our garage where she cannot get to them. Drives her batty!
I’m not sure how I would react to a snake in the house, but I think it would be less frantic than my reaction when I find a big spider in the house. I don’t know, but I’m pretty sure! ;oP
Oh, WOW! Just saw the new header. G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S!
I don’t suppose you’d give out your sister’s phone number for the snake phobics out there? Bet she’d have a thriving business! At least around here in the summertime!
Good luck getting childcare for your next dr appt! Haha! It sounds like you have a great relationship. My sister would not be happy.
Yikes! Chuckling that you left it to your sister to sort out.
Love it!
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