Two Writing Teachers Slice of Life March Challenge
On Sunday, my husband rescued me from one of my greatest fears, a snake in the house. Little did I know while I was at choir practice, a ribbon snake was dancing in my laundry room. After church Jeff told me how he came upon the small snake while putting the sheets in the wash. He threw the pile of sheets onto the snake and took it all outside, shaking the snake out into its natural world.
I said a prayer of thanks that I was not at home. Snakes freak me out. They always have. I can’t even look at a picture of a snake without cringing.
Fast forward a few days and I was outside walking my dog Charlie. I sent my husband this text.
Yes, I had stepped right next to a snake in the grass, jumped, screamed, and ran. I did also lose bladder control. Yikes!
When I calmed down, I googled common Louisiana yard snakes and found the speckled king snake. These are good snakes, if there is such a thing. They are nonvenomous and eat other snakes, including venomous ones. Good thing I left him in my dust.
Later I received a response from Jeff. He usually keeps reports of snake sightings to himself, protecting me.
Nevertheless, I am putting off any yard work. I think I’ll leave the snake handling to my brave husband.
Reflections on the Teche 