How unlucky can a person be? Think my perfume must be some sort of snake attractant ! With 8 people living here I am starting to get a bit of a "why me"complex ...
We were lucky to have some friends from Sydney pop in for the afternoon 2 days before Christmas. Feeling very countryfied and brave, we went for a walk to show our friends our property. We went through lots of long grass, and at times I even took the lead (which is a bit scary with all the slimy creatures around). Not a snake to be seen even though a beautiful hot day.
On return Dylan calls out that there is a Tiger snake (second dealiest in the world) under my car. Of course we can not find it anywhere until our friend commented that they heard a "hiss"coming from my engine. You've probably can imagine where this is going and yes thats correct- it was curled up in my engine. Worse still it had come from the veranda of Mum's house and Dylan had almost trodden on it.
Greg, my hero forever, turned on and reversed the car and the snake slid itself out from underneath and took off into the garden (so not ever gardening again!).
Chrstmas eve we go to get some chooks from a farmer and he recalls to us many a scary story of tiger snakes and their dealiness. Of course then I can't sleep as my mind plays tricks on me imagining that there is a snake in the bed, but I try and stop myself from paranoia and eventually drift off for a few hours before dawn.
The boys have a rubber life sized snake that they have been known to leave on the grass to freak me out (gotta love boys don't ya!), and Christmas morning whilst talking on the phone I walk out the door and across the front of my shed and and here is the bloody rubber snake beside my foot. I stop to double check only to realise this one has a different colour belly and I once again absolutely crap myself (sorry for the graphic language but terrifying scene here) and scream holy murder and run like a ,no doubt very graceful and fast athelete back into the shed. My scream caused the snake to head towards me, which freaked me even more as I only had sandals on. I spent the rest of the day in gumboots, inside and out, and think I will forever.
I hope this is just a spot of bad luck but by the time Greg and Dylan came to look for it, it was long gone. However as it was right next to my shed, which has a hole at the bottom wich can lead to inside, I am now even more paranoid its in my bed! Do you think I can buy anti venom on ebay to keep here???
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WELL,ALL I CAN SAY IS THAT BETWEEN THE THIGH FIRMING QUAD BIKE RIDING,THE OLYMPIC SNAKE SPRINTING AND THE NEW FASHION STATEMENTS IN YOUR FOOTWEAR CHOICE,THIS MOVE TO THE COUNTRY CAN ONLY BE A POSITIVE THING BECAUSE YOU'RE GOING TO BE FIT AND GORGEOUS...MISS YA xxxxx
Look, get a book called "Don't be Afraid of Snakes" by Helen Edmunds - it will tell you - and I quote "if you're number is up, its up!"
Snakes are more afraid of humans than you think.
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