I would have been screaming like a little girl.

[ProfessorWes]

And reaching for my shotgun. :shock: :shock: :shock:

http://www.abc.net.au/local/stories/2014/05/29/4014661.htm

Ms McVee's ordeal began on Tuesday morning when she awoke at 5:45am with what she assumed was her Chihuahua Tori nuzzling her, but quickly realised what was latched onto her neck was much thinner, reptilian and a metre long.

The 52-year-old from Humpty Doo, who has agreed she is "Territory tough", calmly brushed the animal away despite several bite marks in her neck.

"By the time I got up I had flicked it away and it had gone into a crack behind the wall," she said.

She doesn't want to kill the snake. Even though it came back the next night.

But Ms McVee doesn't hold any ill feelings to the snake that took such a liking to her.

"You can't kill it," she said.

Watch me. *klitch-klatch*

 

[contender]

And that ladies & gentlemen is why I have a job!!!!!

 

[Rick Courtright]

Hi,

I normally don't go around looking to kill snakes. But I make an exception for those who try to eat me! ;)

Rick C

 

[GA Cracker]

Another one bites the dust! And another one's gone and another one's gone and another one bites the dust! Hey I wanna say to you...My name is Sue yeah you gonna die!

 

[toysoldier]

Sounds like you could bait a trap with a heating pad. That snake would have to go.

 

[Bear Paw Jack]

Wes I wouldn't have screamed a bit. The heart attack would have prevented it. :D

 

[welder]

It would be me one- snake-zero. That is if I survived the panic attack I would be sure to have.

 

[graygun]

Does she get a Darwin award?

 

[Selena]

I read this story and keep thinking of my neighbor that hit a running mouse with an 8 inch cast iron skillet at 20 paces. I wonder what kind of damage a table lamp would do with a snake...

 

[Mobuck]

That reminds me of a friend's story of his early life as a hired hand on a cattle operation in south MO. The hands each got an old house to live in-not a good old house-just an old house. His was maybe at the lower end of livable since he was unmarried(the married hands got better housing).
Anyhoo, he was sleeping one night and heard some noises in the ceiling but paid no attention since there was a "noticeable" mouse infestation. In the middle of the night something plopped down next to him in bed and it wasn't the tooth fairy. His flashlight(there was only one working electric bulb and it was in the kitchen)revealed a fist sized young possum on the pillow. He put it in a cardboard box and went back to sleep. The next night it disappeared so most likely mama possum returned to give it a ride. How would you like to awake to find THAT on the pillow next to you?

 

[stevemb]

Or...it's all a big story to explain the sucker bite to Mumsy. But yeah, there is not a shortage of most snakes, this one would have to go.

 

[Cooperhawk]

I may have related this story before, but here goes anyway.

Couple of fellows I know were great drinking buddies. Usually every Friday night they hit the neighborhood bars and often staggered in early in the AM.

One fellow was named Pat and the other was nicknamed Poopsie. Pat's son had a boa and the snake had disappeared quite some time previously, and the family figured the snake had escaped and was gone. The snake was actually living in the springs of their couch.

Early one Saturday morning Pat brought Poopsie home in no condition to be left on his own, and put him to bed on the couch in the living room with a pillow and blanket.

Early the next morning the family was startled awake with blood curdling screams from the living room. They rushed in to find the Boa curled up placidly on Poopsie's chest, and looking him right in the eyes. :shock: :shock: :shock:

The couch required shampooing. :D

 

[stevemb]

Poopsi lived up to his name ? Or is that when he got it ?

 

[Cooperhawk]

Poopsi lived up to his name ? Or is that when he got it ?

He already had it for some reason.

 

[welder]

That reminds me of a friend's story of his early life as a hired hand on a cattle operation in south MO. The hands each got an old house to live in-not a good old house-just an old house. His was maybe at the lower end of livable since he was unmarried(the married hands got better housing).
Anyhoo, he was sleeping one night and heard some noises in the ceiling but paid no attention since there was a "noticeable" mouse infestation. In the middle of the night something plopped down next to him in bed and it wasn't the tooth fairy. His flashlight(there was only one working electric bulb and it was in the kitchen)revealed a fist sized young possum on the pillow. He put it in a cardboard box and went back to sleep. The next night it disappeared so most likely mama possum returned to give it a ride. How would you like to awake to find THAT on the pillow next to you?

While I prefer to sleep alone, I'd choose the opossum over the snake. :?

 

[mohavesam]

Hi,

I normally don't go around looking to kill snakes. But I make an exception for those who try to eat me! ;)

Rick C

I gotta figure the good Lord just put too many snakes on Earth anyway when one crawls into my home.

 

[Paul B]

One time a lady friend asked me to escort a friend of hers to some function. I got there a little early and she wasn't dressed yet so I'm sitting on the couch twiddling my thumbs when the head of this monstrous snake appears before my eyes.I must have yelled or something as she came running out with just a towel wrapped around her and said somethimng like don't worry he won't hurt you. I'm looking at a snake that has a bit over three feet sticking straight up and probably five or six more feet sprawled out on the floor and I'm not supposed to worry? Yeah right!. Well the lady a nice looking so we did date a few more times and I even got to be friends :roll: (???) with that Boa.
Years later my youngest daughter had a pet Bull Snake and I had the pleassure of hitting up the nearest pet store for white mice to feed the thing. He sure was fast when he sensed that mouse. A qiuck snap to get hold and a second later a light squeak and that was the end of Mr. Mouse. I never did get tired of watching him eat.
I even got bit by one once. I was shooting pocket gophers for the bounty on a private ranch. The rancher paid two cents for each gopher and furnished the ammo. Cool deal for me. Well naturally I had to turn in the dead ones to collect the money so after shooting for a while I'd go around putting the dead ones in a bag. There was one laying next to a sage brush and when I went to pick it up this bull snake nailed me on the web between the thumb and trigger finger. I reared back, my right hand as high over my head as I could get it and there was still at least a foot of snake on the ground. :shock: I managed to shoot it about 6 inched from the head and between the bullet and blast from the muzzle most of the snake hit the ground. I got the head off my hand and wrapped a tornequit (sp) on my arm, then determined what kind of snake it was. I took the part that was on the ground home to skin out and it was just shy of 6 feet. Add the roughly 8 inches attached to the head and it had to be close to seven feet in length. Anybody have a clue as to how long a Bull Snake can get? Had a couple of run ins with rattlesnakes too but they all ened with the snake's demise.
Paul B.

 

[Jeepnik]

Some times, it becomes a case of us or them.

This one would have gotten me if I had been a tad slower.

 

[RugerHound]

"Territory Tough" might be JUST a whisper of an understatement! ;)

Good for her! I don't much care to kill critters if there's a way to avoid it.

 

[Don Lovel]

One cool fall Arkansas morning I picked up a towel out of the laundry basket and there was about 24" of copperhead layng there, Ruger 22 auto pistolized him in the front yard where I kicked the laundry basket off the porch, that will get your heartrate up in the morning

 

[Selena]

That reminds me of a friend's story of his early life as a hired hand on a cattle operation in south MO. The hands each got an old house to live in-not a good old house-just an old house. His was maybe at the lower end of livable since he was unmarried(the married hands got better housing).
Anyhoo, he was sleeping one night and heard some noises in the ceiling but paid no attention since there was a "noticeable" mouse infestation. In the middle of the night something plopped down next to him in bed and it wasn't the tooth fairy. His flashlight(there was only one working electric bulb and it was in the kitchen)revealed a fist sized young possum on the pillow. He put it in a cardboard box and went back to sleep. The next night it disappeared so most likely mama possum returned to give it a ride. How would you like to awake to find THAT on the pillow next to you?

While I prefer to sleep alone, I'd choose the opossum over the snake. :?

Let the record reflect I resisted temptation and made no comment.