Yesterday morning we found a two-foot bull snake in our back yard. We were inside looking out, fortunately, or else I would perhaps have made a grand fool of myself.
I know they are innocent creatures. I'm sure that guy is doing his share to keep the mice and rats out of my house. But still... (shudder)
The night before that my son came in saying, "I think there is a tarantula in the house!" Now, that is not completely unheard of here. I have seen several of them over the years. But I was skeptical until I turned the corner. Crimeny! It was the size of a small tarantula. The biggest wolf spider I've ever seen. I may not be nervous about spiders, but I don't like them that big!
Then I went downstairs to my husbands office and he was beating the floor with a book. "Spiders everywhere" he said. Sure enough, tiny little spiders. I don't know how he even saw them. They were all over. Then I saw a small wolf spider and realized they were her babies.
When I told my parents about our creepy-crawlies my dad asked if we were living in the Amazon! It felt kinda like it yesterday. Today things seem to be settled down -- so far.
Oh well, I always did want to live in the country.