It was beginning to creep me out. I imagine myself to be stout of heart, bold, fearless and resolute and all those other nice adjectives describing a man of valor. The six foot plus Black Snake that had taken two turns around my left calf and thigh annoyed me to the uttermost. Id simply gone into the chicken house to collect eggs, and here was a most unwelcome intruder with a couple of noticeable bulges in his mid part. He had dined at my breakfast table that morning. I glared at him with the same narrow expression as the new Pharaoh had as he looked down at the annoying Moses. That I was wearing my summer uniform of shorts and a ragged work-a-day tee shirt didnt help. Snake flesh against mine sent an army of goose bumps river dancing up my spine all the way to the base of my neck.
I happened to have a rake with me and at first I tried to do the serpent in with that, but he was too quick, and kept dodging away. So I went out seeking another weapon and found a nice piece of wood about four feet in length. Going back into the arena I used the rake to pull him from a nest box where he had retreated. I tried to pin his head down when he hit the floor, but only managed to get him about six inches back. As I held him down with the rake I tried to Q-ball his head with the piece of wood, but the six inches he could move it gave him plenty of room to quickly dodge. Thats when he took a couple of turns on my bare leg. I finally got so annoyed at the creepy sensation that I took time from my game of kill the snake to peel him off. He immediately wrapped right back around my leg. His musk was very strong and unpleasant.
After what seemed like a lifetime with him gripping me I at last got a stationary shot at his head. for dust thou art, and unto to dust shalt thou return was my Bible quotation specifically for him that day. I saw to it that he added to the green movement and furnished additional nutrients to the woods and animals. Its been a few years since this little drama was played out, but when I think of him coiled around my leg, an army of Butterflies still goes roller skating up my back bone.
I happened to have a rake with me and at first I tried to do the serpent in with that, but he was too quick, and kept dodging away. So I went out seeking another weapon and found a nice piece of wood about four feet in length. Going back into the arena I used the rake to pull him from a nest box where he had retreated. I tried to pin his head down when he hit the floor, but only managed to get him about six inches back. As I held him down with the rake I tried to Q-ball his head with the piece of wood, but the six inches he could move it gave him plenty of room to quickly dodge. Thats when he took a couple of turns on my bare leg. I finally got so annoyed at the creepy sensation that I took time from my game of kill the snake to peel him off. He immediately wrapped right back around my leg. His musk was very strong and unpleasant.
After what seemed like a lifetime with him gripping me I at last got a stationary shot at his head. for dust thou art, and unto to dust shalt thou return was my Bible quotation specifically for him that day. I saw to it that he added to the green movement and furnished additional nutrients to the woods and animals. Its been a few years since this little drama was played out, but when I think of him coiled around my leg, an army of Butterflies still goes roller skating up my back bone.
