Last week I took advantage of the spring weather and began digging up a flower bed against our house and digging up St. Augustine to expand it. In doing so, I accidentally stabbed a friendly snake with my pitchfork.
Luckily she survived and had healed nicely by the next day. I knew that because after taking a break that next day, she was waiting for me by the pitch fork when I came back. I didn't mind her glaring at me and sticking out her tongue at me and wiggling it, because I would have done the same thing if someone stabbed me!
I took a photo of her and posted it on Facebook and subsequently came across one of her babies, took another photo and posted that too commenting on how cute the baby was.
Here are a few of the comments that post received from Facebook friends:
- "The only cute snake is a dead snake. Snakes are not allowed to live in my space."
- "Most babys are cute. But NOT baby snakes!!! Ewwww."
- "Nope! NO snakes are cute…..cannot use in same sentence!"
- "Aww..he's a nice snakey. We have those all over the yard."
- "I love snakes. We've never had a mouse around here because of the snakes."
- "Oh he's pretty! I have a new outlook on snakes, particularly the "friendly" ones like this guy, as they eat mice/rats. I have a pretty yellowbelly water snake who hangs around my house. There's a creek nearby…"
Finally, read this story about a Sweetwater, Texas, couple to see why you should fear a good snakey!
Happy gardening!
Nancy










