This morning, to be brief, my hero cat Callie chased a black rat snake through my kitchen. I heard such a scramble and then she jumped up on the china cabinet... then the rattle began and her eyes were like saucers!
After hearing several minutes of a hideous rattling, I determined (from a different room] she had pinned down my latte frother. That was wrong, but it was my best guess.... It sounded like a battery toy stuck in a box...
I rolled through this very door and heard the rattling above my head, looked up, and saw the tongue darting above me about 2 feet. I hit reverse! And fast! I called 911! I thought I had a rattlesnake in my kitchen!
The Conservation agent and some sheriff deputies arrived in about 25 minutes while I waited, eyes glued to it and talking to a dear friend who sent her husband and brought lunch...and my sweet cousin who came and helped me later! ...
They don't kill anything any more, but I talked them into taking him to a far barn on my property rather than "walking him out" a few yards... I don't want him back, and I told him (the snake) that he better not come back because I had a sharp butcher knife or one of my son's Japanese swords...and Mr. SNAKE wouldn't leave my kitchen in one piece again!
Mercy. Faith and Begorry! ANOTHER miracle on Meadow Lane!
Mercy. Faith and Begorry! ANOTHER miracle on Meadow Lane!