Neal, after working in a zoo for years, this must have been old hat for you, but it sure sent shivers down my spine.Hello Lemon Meringue,
I read with a great deal of interest your saga of the herpetologist's dream in your arena. In looking at the photo it is too small and the shading is such that I could not identify the specimen you folks had for dinner. So what species was it that graced your property and do you opine that it was a hazard to your chicks? An enquiring mind would like to know…
About 3 month's back on a warm sunny day, I was sitting near my eastern property line in a chicken pen filling in an almost escape hole when up from the neighbor's creek bed came a slithering citizen of some magnitude, about 2.5 ft in length, that is, and as it approached me I realized that it was a California Garter Snake. Maintaining it's land cruising speed it came through the property fence, crossed the small gap to the chicken pen fence and actually entered my lap! Of course, I intercepted its travel and held it up for inspection and despite snakes being deaf I, nonetheless, welcomed it. For a wild critter of the reptile ilk it surprised me by being docile and did not attempt to bite nor to empty its chemical repellent from its anal glands. Nor did it struggle to get away. We had a nice sojourn. I put it on the ground beside me and it slithered away as if nothing unusual had occurred. Have not seen it since. A visit like that does not occur but once in a life's time and it took 76 years at that! A moment like that is a rather pleasant experience; and I can tell you that that character far exceeded the quality that I sometimes get at my homestead! What say you?
Ain't chicken farming a grand adventure?
Sincerely,
Neal, the Zooman
