It's still a jungle out here I suppose. Our friendly house seems to be attracting all the wrong company. There used to be stray cats, musangs, monkeys, bees... Then there are also snakes.
This morning as soon as I got into the office, wifey called. She said there's one in the house. I clearly heard the tremble in her voice. I quickly locked the office and drove back home.
Probably due to the current hot and dry weather and the depleted patches of greenery around the neighborhood, it was heading for a cooler place to hide during the day. It just happened to find its way to my front door and slid into the house. It raised its head and hissed at wifey in between the hallway and dining room, right in front of our bedroom door.
That was when she called me on the phone. Then she waited until it tried to snake its way under the screen door into the bedroom. She then made a dash to the front porch, grabbed hold of a can of Mortein H2O and gave it a huge dose of the spray. It was stunned for a while, and because of the wet terrazzo it couldn't crawl away.
Then she grabbed a can of acidic floor cleaner from the kitchen and gave it another dousing. Fearing it may revive and give us the slip, she quickly went to the kitchen, filled a pot with water and heated it up.
By the time I arrived the critter was almost dead but still wriggling around. I whacked it a few times with a stick just to make sure. I noticed the tell-tale icon on the back of its head; a pair of spectacles. It was a baby Cobra. Small, but just like its parents, mean and menacing when confronted. So when wifey came out with the boiling water I turned the thing into a coiled sausage.
Certain intruders are definitely not welcomed.
By the way, this is not a picture of the one that came a visiting.
In my hurry to get home to save a damsel in distress I left my camera in the office.
Still close to nature, eh?
ReplyDeletewhat a terrible experience n dangerous too. u got to make sure it doesnt happen again, LC
ReplyDeleteYeah, Bernard. Too close for comfort...
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I don't know how to make it not happen again Bengbeng. One time, years ago, there was a bunch of sparrows making a lot of noise on the porch. The baby was asleep in the hall, with the front door open to let the cool air in. Wifey went out to shoo the birds away. Off went the birds only to reveal a little snake in their midst.
ReplyDeletei remember one of my dogs was bitten by a snake n died. snakes r not animals o b trifled with.
ReplyDeleteLucky this was one that didn't get to harm anyone. What a relief!
ReplyDeleteWooh, scary... glad that no one was harmed...
ReplyDeleteYeah, cobras, even as babies they are very aggressive. Not a species to trifle with. Anyway, whatever... if anyone or anything comes into my home and act aggressive it's bound to get everything including the kitchen sink thrown at it!
ReplyDeleteThanks Keats. Luckily the wife suddenly measured up to be the great home defender!
ReplyDeleteYeah, Lrong. Scary is the word. My wife had a phobia for any shadow that resembles a snake for the next few days...
ReplyDeleteWhen I lived in Section 14, we also had a baby cobra. We had to kill it. I can imagine how awful it would have been for your wife. :(
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