Snakes alive!!

Living in the country is quiet, peaceful, gentle, serene, slow. Yeah RIGHT!
We have all kinds of wildlife on the farm. Some cute and cuddly. Others, not so much!
Summer is ‘watch out for snakes’ season. Middle son and the Grandies, 4 and 21 months, were fixing a lamp in the lounge. Big G went to the plug to turn on the repaired appliance when he called out “Daddy there’s a snake!” A Puff Adder was curled up under the curtain within easy strike distance! Middle son trained as a Field Guide (or Game Ranger) and has his “snake stick” in another corner of the lounge.
Puffy was placed in a box for safe-keeping overnight. Baby Grand decided to take another look and poked a large hole in the box with a pen! Puffy was not happy and went off to hide in a corner of the linen cupboard outside the boys bedroom! Middle son tracked him down and used another box!
Puffy has been relocated to the Snake and Animal Zoo at Hartebeespoort Dam.

Not long afterwards, a Rinkhals stopped for a look outside the office door. He paused long enough to rear up and show his hood, then slunk off round the corner of the house. Hubby went for the camera you see, and then lost him!

A Stock Photo

“our” rinkhals

The next was one Middle son found in a chest freezer, used as storage for various things. At first he thought it was a rein from a bridle. But it did something no self-respecting piece of leather would do. It moved, and spat into his face! Aha! thought the trained Field Guide! So armed with a good stick, he caught the Mozambican Spitting Cobra and deposited it in an empty fish tank to be dealt with later.

The amount of venom this dear snake stores is unbelievable! All over the camera lens, the fish tank, and sons’ shirt! He also escaped, but was found behind the tank. Hmm! He was let go in a far corner of a field.
The first two photos are of “our” snake – see the venom on the fish tank glass!

A stock photo

Middle son and Big G were moving young chickens to another chicken house. Grandie once again spotted a snake in a corner. A gorgeous African Rock Python! Big G was so excited at being able to hold a snake at last! He held it up for a photo, then it decided to be belligerent and bit him on the knee! Big G took it in his stride after being re-reassured that it was not poisonous. Python took up residence for a few days in the fish tank too. A living educational tool for the little ones. Then he was also released unharmed.

This is Big G and the snake, followed by The Bite!

A Stock Photo

We had the young girl cousins for the Easter holidays. They have a zoo at home! A Tarantula, 3 Bearded Dragons, 3 snakes, 4 cats, 4 dogs, hamsters, rats (for the snakes). Ummm, I think that’s all. We’d been exclaiming over Big G’s snake bite story that afternoon. I picked up some dirty laundry in the bathroom, and out popped a rapidly curling teeny Brown House Snake! Feisty little guy! The girls were horrified! Hmm. They only like the furry pets apparently! Well after a brief “check-it-out” session, youngest son took him outside and shoo-ed him away. The next night we had to do it all over again – from the kitchen this time! A nest? Hmmm!
The first photo is of “our” snake

This is a stock photo

I wonder what’s next?


27 thoughts on “Snakes alive!!

    • Pat thanks for visiting and commenting. I hope I don’t sound blase, I’m honestly not! But I kept a snake as a teen, Also liked helping the reptile keeper at the zoo my Gran was in charge of. So I’m neither scared nor silly around them. But close to the littlies I don’t like!


  1. Good Lord! What a lot of dramatic snake encounters! Your book will be good. For sure! Sounds like you guys have a good attitude about the whole thing. πŸ™‚


    • Thank you, Libby, for both your visit and comment. We’ve all grown up around animals and learned a great deal about them. My son “went into the business” too. Love that our Grandies are fascinated and enjoying them too.


  2. George Weaver says:

    My grandson went to Freer (South Texas) to the annual Rattlesnake Roundup with his parents yesterday. His mom screamed like a little girl when a snake handler touched her back and she looked around to find a boa with a huge head right in her face. Snake handlers demonstrate their stupidity by getting into a ring with lots and lots of poisonous rattlesnakes. I don’t understand the fascination with that, but it draws hugs crowds every year.


    • Welcome George Weaver! I’ve heard of the Rattlesnake Roundup I think. Or am I confusing it with another. Is it not a religious “ceremony” of sorts, believing that 1) you will not be bitten or 2) if bitten the venom will not affect you because of faith in God. Or similar. I personally wouldn’t mess with poisonous snakes. They really just want to be left to go about their business.


      • … I looked it up
        Rattlesnake Round-Ups, also known as Rattlesnake Rodeos are events common in the rural Midwest and Southern United States, where the primary attractions are captured wild rattlesnakes which are sold, displayed, and often killed for food or to create animal products such as snakeskin. Typically a round-up will also include trade stalls and other features associated with fairs.


    • Welcome Fergimoto! Although I like snakes, and have great respect for them, a poisonous snake in the vicinity of my Grandies totally freaks me out too! But the first thing to do is contain it and remove it to a safe place. THEN shriek and shake :).


    • Dear Michelle, we do move rocks, logs etc with care, etc. But generally hope that snakes will generally move away quickly before we even see them. Generally this is what happens. Except for Puffy’s, notoriously slow to move, but fastest strike (to bite) and very poisonous. Or Black Mamabas which are so belligerent they’ll actually chase yo! But we don’t have them near us luckily. So God’s grace and a little care …


  3. Julie, lovely to see you sweetie! I know, and I’m sorry! But you saw the post sans photos! Ummm, btw, snakes love trees – hammock live in trees too! I can just see you spinning the hammock in a rush to extricate yourself in a panic! ;D! Love ya girl x@


  4. Oh my God! You are all so brave and nice… I can’t imagine myself… These are amazing photographs and kids they are amazing too. Thank you dear Charlene, if I see one of them I will call you πŸ™‚ With my love, nia


  5. Sonel says:

    Yep, that is farm life for you for sure! As much as I love snakes and all those creepy crawlies I don’t want them in my space. They must stay where they are and I will respect their territory but unfortunately it doesn’t work that way, does it? LOL! Shame and the best of all is that they are more scared of us than we of them. They just react on instinct. I love snakes. They are gorgeous! Good for all of you for not killing them. I am sure the Snake and Animal were very appreciative for the snakes you got them. πŸ™‚ Rats I don’t like at all. I would rather live with a house full of spiders and snakes than rats. We found a drowned rat in the swimming pool this morning. I wasn’t sad at all…maybe a little bit. But I scream like a little girl when I see a rat. LOL!
    Lovely post. πŸ™‚


    • Dear Sonel, my goodness, a comment before I got my post properly finished – IT skills breakdown! πŸ™‚ thanks love!
      We have a “no kill” policy on the farm. Our workers believe Middle Son has mystical powers over snakes. They think I’m “strange” for saving orphaned/abandoned babies – of all kinds.
      We are conservationists, and believe in humane, free range practices. Our chickens are in large chicken houses, running around in the sunshine, and fed the good stuff. Our cattle and sheep are free range.
      The various reptilian, arachnid, mammalian, ornithological(?), etc subjects that regularly visit are my books characters.


      • Sonel says:

        LOL! I saw that your post showed *pictures* but I didn’t see any pictures but it didn’t matter. You’ve described it so beautifully that I saw them all in my mind’s eyes..heheheh. Good for Middle Son! He sounds just as awesome as you and I am very glad to hear that you are conservationist. Some would call me a tree hugger but I am not radical. I just get very angry at people who can’t appreciate the fact that nature and her children were left in our care. Join the “strange” club. Don’t tell me too much. I might just move in with you.. hehehehe. I love orphaned and abandoned babies, especially if they are vervets or baboons and what I would give for those free reign chickens and eggs! You are blessed for sure hon. Thanks for a lovely and very exciting and interesting blog. I am glad you found me. πŸ™‚
        *hugs* and have a great weekend. πŸ™‚


  6. Julie Woodward says:

    OMG Charlene this has all the makings of a re-occuring nightmare for me – have such a phobia for snakes literally shake ! Where could i sleep a hammock ? :-/


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