I Fear…Snake Eyes

The weather (sunny skies with a cool breeze) has been GREAT here in Pittsburgh.  Flowers are blooming everywhere.

Flower 1  Flower 2

Flower 3   Flower 4

Today, my dad was visiting so I asked him to give me a hand planting a vegetable garden.  It was small and we ran out of room, so this evening I planted pepper plants in a flower bed.

Planting Peppers Dig Hole for Peppers

While digging holes, I felt someone or something looking at me.  Do you ever feel that way?  Like someone, somewhere, is spying on you?  Was it 80-year old Mr. Powers next door?  Did the creepy window cleaning man who was at our house earlier in the day camp out on our roof?  Is there a Sasquatch in the bushes? 

…and then I saw it…a little head with two beady eyes peeking out from under the sidewalk.   

Baahhhh!  SNAAAAAKE! 

It’s a snake! 

There’s a s-s-snake under the walk! 



Mr. Backbone to the rescue, who took his good old time coming out of the house in response to me, his loving wife,  screaming for help. 

Me – I saw a snake.

Mr. BB – So?

Me – It’s there…in that hole…under the sidewalk.  It was looking at me.  I saw it.  I saw it’s head.

He then casually went to the garage for a shovel. 

We waited and watched the hole.  After a few minutes of standing there in silence, out popped the little head.  I lurched backwards and then it disappeared again, as we discussed the options for dealing with the creature. 

Me – I think you should take it to the woods.

Mr. BB – It will come back.

Me – Should we let it live there, under the sidewalk?

Mr. BB –No, because then you won’t use the back yard all summer.

Me – But I don’t want to kill it.  It’s just an innocent little snake, probably as small as a lizard.

…and then it slithered out of the hole, measuring about 2 feet long.

Me – THE SNAKE!  Ahhhhhhhhhhh!  Kill it!  Kill it!  Kill it dead!!

Looking kind of scared himself, he whacked it with the shovel, then I said a little silent prayer that it would go to snake heaven and we carried it off to the woods for a Christian burial.

Killed the Snake R,I.P. Snake

I wasn’t afraid of the snake itself.  I was afraid of the possibility of what it would do to me…like sink it’s sharp little snake teeth into my flesh or slither into the house and wrap it’s tiny body around my neck , killing me in my sleep.  I sensed danger…and danger fed my fear.

Sensing danger keeps us safe, and it’s instinctual for us to react.  When you get scared, your  brain triggers the release of adrenaline, 8 to 20 times normal levels.  Sweat production increases.  Your heart pumps more blood to the brain.  Your lungs dilate and take in more oxygen.  Your pupils dilate making your vision sharper, like Superman.  And yes folks, your body quickly rids itself of waste to prepare itself for battle, which is why some people head straight for the potty room during a scary movie. 

It is not easy to be courageous when you face danger, but we do it.  Or, in my case, I call for help from a man with a shovel.

Have you ever been in a dangerous or scary situation?  How did you react?  

Have a WONDERFUL weekend!  In my continued quest to battle the UNs, this week’s task #4 is to Celebrate the Happiness of Someone Else.  I’m heading to a wedding and will report on all the juicy details next week.

24 responses to this post.

  1. Hi Tracy .. I didn’t like snakes .. do you know what sort it was? I just appreciate creatures now – because without them there won’t be us .. it’s something I’ve recently come to realise .. but I don’t like being peered at .. snake eyes .. says it all really.

    Enjoy your wedding .. cheers Hilary


    • I can’t identify snake types but SuziCate said below it’s a good one…probably a garter snake. No matter, I didn’t like it living under the sidewalk leading to my back door…yet I did feel very remorseful.


  2. Posted by suzicate on June 4, 2011 at 9:01 am

    That’s a good snake (not that I honestly consider any of them good but garters eat spiders My neighbor had one and wanted my hubby to kill it…he was going to transport it to our backyard. I told him no way. I didn’t want the dog to get it or it to get the dog! Anyway he slithered back in his hole and that was it! so far……


    • I hope you don’t see it again! If the snake wasn’t so close to where I walk and where people enter my back door, I would have left it alone. Poor snake.


  3. Yikes!

    Well, I gotta tell ya, girl…I would have reacted the same way!!!

    I honestly don’t like killing creatures (bugs, snakes, mice, bees, etc.), but I have.

    (shame on me)

    But at least you did the respectful thing….

    “then I said a little silent prayer that it would go to snake heaven and we carried it off to the woods for a Christian burial.”

    HA! I LOVE it!

    And love the photos you shared here. They’re gorgeous!

    Enjoy the beautiful weather we’re having this weekend!


  4. Posted by Sidney on June 4, 2011 at 10:34 am

    I have 3.5 words for you: Houston’s flying tree roaches.


  5. Snakes terrify me …yuch yuch yuch!!! But I too near them no ill will and can only hope it is in snake heaven!


  6. I am definitely not a fan of snakes although I understand their place in the world and I respect them I do not, repeat, do not want them in my yard or house. They can go elsewhere. You gave it a nice burial –for that it can go to snakey heaven with all its other creepy snakey relatives and live out eternity with those who appreciate him/her.


  7. I would have done the same thing. “It’s my house, not yours, snake.” Whack! When I’m scared by surprise, I shriek! Loudly! So loud that my enemy usually runs. Even though the culprit departs, I have already melted down into a puddle of quivering jelly. Blessings to you, Tracy…


  8. Posted by pattisj on June 4, 2011 at 1:32 pm

    I’m with you, Tracy, call for the man with the shovel!


  9. Posted by Bonnie on June 4, 2011 at 9:18 pm

    Ugh, I’m not a fan of snakes either. I would’ve reacted just as you did!

    Back at my old house, a baby copperhead had entered the house via our garage. I found this out by stepping on it. The scream from that alone might’ve got me a starring role in a horror movie. I never did like that house….


  10. Eek, I am not a fan of snakes either.

    My mom would have saved that snake though. She doesn’t believe in killing creatures and such. She’d be horrified on the amount of insects we kill.


  11. Posted by yadayadafishpaste on June 6, 2011 at 11:42 am

    My sister has a pet snake; a beautiful orange one. I think his name is Sunshine or something along those lines. How anyone can have a snake for a pet I don’t know, but I don’t consider a snake my friend either.

    Have to say those flowers are looking pretty! I’ve been invited for a visit to Pennsylvania. Maybe I’ll get to see some of that beauty before the next winter. I haven’t had a spring in a while now…


    • Sunshine the Snake…hahaha…cute name. My nephew is totally into snakes and keeps one as a pet. I don’t visit much :-).

      If you visit Pennsylvania and are close by to the city of Pittsburgh, let me know! It’s summer here and the very best time to visit is between May and October. Winters (which I consider November – early April) are COLD.


      • Posted by yadayadafishpaste on June 7, 2011 at 3:38 am

        When I know more I’ll let you know, Tracy. Looks like it will be the later part of summer 🙂


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