Saturday, June 4, 2011

Snake = Dead; Fear = Alive

I killed a snake today. Actually, I killed THE snake today.

Last week, while mowing for an older couple across town, a black snake slivered out from a hole in the ground near an old tree stump. I shrieked, literally. And believe me, those girly screams are not something I do. But, this was definitely one high and girly-sounding little shriek. After watching the snake slither away through the grass until I couldn't see it anymore, I practically sprinted laps around the backyard with the mower, so worried that the snake was going to come out of nowhere and attack me.

Needless to say, I was a bit nervous to mow that lawn again today. I did my trimming, mowed a few laps around the outline of the backyard, and was just getting close to the tree stump. I had been checking my every move, looking for something black and slithery lurking in the wild, dandelion-infested lawn. As I rounded the tree stump, I saw it. Basking in the sun on the top of the stump, it was as if the snake saw me at the same moment. It began to quickly slide away, slipping down the side of the stump and into the grass. Not ready to sprint laps around the lawn again, I decided to go after the snake. I cut a path around the stump towards the snake, wildly maneuvering my mower-turned-death trap into the snakes path. Without another thought, I simply road over the snake.

My thoughts afterwards? "Whew. Glad that's gone. I wonder if he has brothers at home under the stump? I sure do hope not. Wait a second, I just brutally killed that snake. Did I actually kill the snake? Did I really only drive over it? Maybe it slithered up through the blades and is just hanging out in my mower, waiting to attack. What if it actually got away and I didn't see it?

Yep, you guessed it. There's definitely still not complete peace about snakes in my mind.

3 comments:

  1. Hahahaha...Hahaha...Oh, I love this. Like seriously, I can completely picture this. This is great. :)

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  2. Would you like to laugh some more? I quit that mowing job last Thursday. The Father snake came out. I ran over it... IT DIDN'T DIE!!! I fled from the yard before finishing the mowing job and am never to return.

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  3. Hahahaha...I LOVE it!
    Also, you are a phenomenal writer!! Read your other two blogs. You are a very cool girl, Kristin Janssen. :)

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