Snake in our house

[The Snark]

As of 15 minutes ago.
Freak out from the lady of the house. Snake came in under the screen door. Went under the couch. I moved the couch and shooed it out the front door. It went into the carport then back into the house from the side door. I pursued as it went under any and everything in the kitchen and had finally parked under the 300 lb counter.
Light too dim to tell but appears to be a rat snake roughly 7 feet long. But Hannah is much more common around here. I'm not real big on a dexterity contest with a king in a cramped house.
She's calling the rescue squad. One way to move that counter to clean under it.

More as events warrant.

 

[The Snark]

Ptyas. She can take hundreds upon hundreds of quality selfies and shots of her family but give her a solid minute with the guy waiting patiently this is the best she could do.


Big congrats to the rescue squad! They came armed with a half dozen humane capture implements and neatly did a grab. They will drop it off out in the fields somewhere where it isn't likely to go visiting.

 

[SpookySpooder]

Nice! That is such a long snake... What an eventful Friday night!

And here I am... just watching this Little Blue Heron kill frogs on my lawn all day

 

[The Snark]

this Little Blue Heron kill frogs on my lawn all day

We found out the hard way you can have a heron, or egret, or you can have a fish pond.

Anyway, to recap.
Square 1. I heard some really strange shriek like noises from downstairs. Sort of like the neighborhood dogs picking on one of their own. But not, and some little screams. Then my darling trying to say something between shrieks, squeaks and squeals. So I go downstairs. What I missed she later recapped.
Sitting on the sofa she sees the snake slithering in the door. Freak out big time she stands on the sofa. The guy from the corner restaurant arrives to deliver our brekky. Between squeaks and shrieks she's trying to tell him there's a snake in the room but all he is getting is incomprehensible noise and seeing her dancing on the sofa. He puts our food in the basket of our motorcycle and quickly leaves.

Square 2. I get down the stairs and try to decipher her noise. Snake. Under sofa. Okay, and? LARGE SNAKE. Okay, got it. I'm barefoot and didn't feel like snuggling up to the sofa as such. And she's standing on it anyway. She lets me get a few words in about it would be nice if I had high topped boots. In her car. Okay, so I go get her ultra bright pink rubber boots. Come back in and put them on. Then I spend a little time trying to talk her down off the sofa so I can move it. She calms down to just below hysteria, leaps off the sofa, runs and opens all the doors and as I pull the sofa from the wall she turns off all the lights before dashing upstairs.

Square 3. So I'm looking at a large mass of coils in the very dim light. I go over to turn the lights on she turned off in trying to turn them all on as she creeps down the stairs. She sees the snake and I'm not between her and it and lots of squeaky freaky noise. So I grab the broom and start shooing it out the door. It goes out and turns the corner into the carport. I follow and it makes a beeline for the carport door. LOTS more noise from the stairs as I apparently chased it back into the house. The snake goes to ground behind a great mass of storage boxes under one of the kitchen counters. I try to tell her I'm reasonably certain it's just a rat snake. No dice - can't cut through her noise. So I ask her a few questions and didn't I hear a motorcycle? In between the noises I sort out our brekky was delivered. Okay, cool. I go out and get it and my snake hook stick from my bike.

Square 4. No prob. I'm wearing boots and I'm hungry. I start shifting the boxes and the snake goes behind the massive counter and cabinet thing. I can't shift it. So I sit down at the counter and start my brekky while I formulate a plan while keeping an eye out for slither. I had a feeling the snake had enough of me and had decided to go to ground under there. Meanwhile, squeaky calls the rescue service. I finish my brek with her giving both me and the phone gibberish instructions from the stairs. They arrive and no big. Shift the counter, snatch and done. Except we can't shift the counter back to the wall and it's her job putting all those boxes away just the way she likes them but that will have to wait until she comes down out of hysteria land.

In her defense, she's hill tribe. A lot of the snakes out in the hills are venomous so they all have snake-a-phobia. Then one night we came home and approaching the door she felt something nip her pants leg. Recovering from her unholy scream I lost a little sangfroid when I turned the headlights on to discover a saw scale viper on the step.

Rescue service. Community effort, sponsored by local philanthropists. Part of the neighborhood watch program and the cooperation among the locals. Very tightly knit communities looking out for each other since the ambulance services are almost as much of a joke as the idea of calling an extortion... err, cop.

 

[Introvertebrate]

When I'd ask mom for Bangkok stories she'd always mention the cobra family under the house.

 

[Ultum4Spiderz]

We found out the hard way you can have a heron, or egret, or you can have a fish pond.

Anyway, to recap.
Square 1. I heard some really strange shriek like noises from downstairs. Sort of like the neighborhood dogs picking on one of their own. But not, and some little screams. Then my darling trying to say something between shrieks, squeaks and squeals. So I go downstairs. What I missed she later recapped.
Sitting on the sofa she sees the snake slithering in the door. Freak out big time she stands on the sofa. The guy from the corner restaurant arrives to deliver our brekky. Between squeaks and shrieks she's trying to tell him there's a snake in the room but all he is getting is incomprehensible noise and seeing her dancing on the sofa. He puts our food in the basket of our motorcycle and quickly leaves.

Square 2. I get down the stairs and try to decipher her noise. Snake. Under sofa. Okay, and? LARGE SNAKE. Okay, got it. I'm barefoot and didn't feel like snuggling up to the sofa as such. And she's standing on it anyway. She lets me get a few words in about it would be nice if I had high topped boots. In her car. Okay, so I go get her ultra bright pink rubber boots. Come back in and put them on. Then I spend a little time trying to talk her down off the sofa so I can move it. She calms down to just below hysteria, leaps off the sofa, runs and opens all the doors and as I pull the sofa from the wall she turns off all the lights before dashing upstairs.

Square 3. So I'm looking at a large mass of coils in the very dim light. I go over to turn the lights on she turned off in trying to turn them all on as she creeps down the stairs. She sees the snake and I'm not between her and it and lots of squeaky freaky noise. So I grab the broom and start shooing it out the door. It goes out and turns the corner into the carport. I follow and it makes a beeline for the carport door. LOTS more noise from the stairs as I apparently chased it back into the house. The snake goes to ground behind a great mass of storage boxes under one of the kitchen counters. I try to tell her I'm reasonably certain it's just a rat snake. No dice - can't cut through her noise. So I ask her a few questions and didn't I hear a motorcycle? In between the noises I sort out our brekky was delivered. Okay, cool. I go out and get it and my snake hook stick from my bike.

Square 4. No prob. I'm wearing boots and I'm hungry. I start shifting the boxes and the snake goes behind the massive counter and cabinet thing. I can't shift it. So I sit down at the counter and start my brekky while I formulate a plan while keeping an eye out for slither. I had a feeling the snake had enough of me and had decided to go to ground under there. Meanwhile, squeaky calls the rescue service. I finish my brek with her giving both me and the phone gibberish instructions from the stairs. They arrive and no big. Shift the counter, snatch and done. Except we can't shift the counter back to the wall and it's her job putting all those boxes away just the way she likes them but that will have to wait until she comes down out of hysteria land.

In her defense, she's hill tribe. A lot of the snakes out in the hills are venomous so they all have snake-a-phobia. Then one night we came home and approaching the door she felt something nip her pants leg. Recovering from her unholy scream I lost a little sangfroid when I turned the headlights on to discover a saw scale viper on the step.

Rescue service. Community effort, sponsored by local philanthropists. Part of the neighborhood watch program and the cooperation among the locals. Very tightly knit communities looking out for each other since the ambulance services are almost as much of a joke as the idea of calling an extortion... err, cop.

Could Been worse if she was an avid snake collector.. it would be another for the display tanks , although I really wouldn’t want anything crazy wild caught !! I’ve never kept a snake haha just and idea it could been worse .

 

[The Snark]

When I'd ask mom for Bangkok stories she'd always mention the cobra family under the house.

N Kaouthai nests are, or were, quite common. We don't have N Siamensis in Bkk, are loners that tend to range wider areas and O Hannah is, obviously, opheophagus; though the females do exhibit strong maternal traits - up to a point.

Sadly, between encroachment and more and more roads, they are all destined for endangered status. Where the new Suvarnabhumi airport was built was known throughout Thai history as cobra swamp and should have been flagged a nature preserve. Ecosystems in and around the Bkk area are now destroyed except for the rivers and canals which are principally sewage disposal systems. Please protect your face and wear a face mask when taking the river tours. Floating 'brown trout' are very common.

Could Been worse if she was an avid snake collector..

If she was an avid snake collector she would have IDed and collected, coming up to me with a 'look who came visiting!'.

 

[SpookySpooder]

Ecosystems in and around the Bkk area are now destroyed except for the rivers and canals which are principally sewage disposal systems. Please protect your face and wear a face mask when taking the river tours. Floating 'brown trout' are very common.

Nasty. A tale as old as the industrial revolution. We will soon regret what we have done to the planet. Our comeuppance is nigh.

If she was an avid snake collector she would have IDed and collected, coming up to me with a 'look who came visiting!'.

Lol that's me. "You wanna see what I found in my bucket today?"

 

[Ultum4Spiderz]

N Kaouthai nests are, or were, quite common. We don't have N Siamensis in Bkk, are loners that tend to range wider areas and O Hannah is, obviously, opheophagus; though the females do exhibit strong maternal traits - up to a point.

Sadly, between encroachment and more and more roads, they are all destined for endangered status. Where the new Suvarnabhumi airport was built was known throughout Thai history as cobra swamp and should have been flagged a nature preserve. Ecosystems in and around the Bkk area are now destroyed except for the rivers and canals which are principally sewage disposal systems. Please protect your face and wear a face mask when taking the river tours. Floating 'brown trout' are very common.


If she was an avid snake collector she would have IDed and collected, coming up to me with a 'look who came visiting!'.

What a tragedy some of the best places for wildlife worldwide been eradicated by mankind in our modern concrete jungles , kind of make me think about crazy apocalypse movies like I am legend . Or nature documentaries were the current situation is most of the filmed species are extinct or endangered now. And rare blue fin tuna is still hunted probably til the last one is on someone’s dinner plate. Sad stories go on and on , I don’t see hardly any insects or arachnids or bugs of any kind outside here . No decent sized moth’s I’ve seen in 7+ years..
I once caught a milk or coral snake and my dad was so freaked out made me let it go before I could identify which snake it was or even get a picture of it.

 

[SpookySpooder]

I once caught a milk or coral snake and my dad was so freaked out made me let it go before I could identify which snake it was or even get a picture of it.

Sounds like he made a rational risk assessment and decided it wasn't worth trying to find out?

Progeny > "what snake is this"

Sounds about right in my mind.

 

[Ultum4Spiderz]

Sounds like he made a rational risk assessment and decided it wasn't worth trying to find out?

I wasn’t keeping it regardless nor would I be aloud to , to this day I’ve never kept a snake although I consider ball python but my mom hates snakes so why bother . Yes he was right to be worried although I already knew a lot of about snakes and didn’t touch it when catching it, knew it could be dangerous. Not sure why I caught it haha …

 

[The Snark]

kind of make me think about crazy apocalypse movies like I am legend .

See the movie A Boy and his Dog if you can find it. Typical boy meets girl with a twist ending.

Spoiler

In the final scene, starving, the boy feeds the girl to his dog

 

[SpookySpooder]

I keep snakes and I wouldn't want to touch a Coral snake.

Batesian mimicry is not to be trifled with.

Here's some poetry for you, that you could have recited to Dad to ease his worry.

"Red touches yellow, kills a fellow. Red touches black, friend of Jack"

"Red touch yellow, kills a fellow. Red touch black, venom it lacks"

"Red touch yellow, death says hello. Black touch red, keep your head"

"Red and yellow cohabitate, soon you will suffocate. Red and black together, in for sunny weather"

I did not write any of these poems.

 

[The Snark]

The thing about venomous animals, especially snakes, and how to cope with them isn't all that obvious. The foremost rule before proper ID is due respect to the animal and their immediate environment added to zero complacency as Steve Irwin demonstrated.
IF I had a really good look at our recent visitor and properly IDed it, it would still have broken the rules to just grab it and try for a hold behind it's head. In the case of Ptyas, some are bite happy max and a capable experienced naturalist did a 3 week stint in ICU from a bite of one. Complacent, he shrugged off the bites. Two virulent bacteria was his reward.

 

[SpookySpooder]

There is much truth in what you say.

I grew up watching him, his energy really made me interested in the creatures he would present. His wrestling of dangerous animals... was something I learned to dislike over time.

It's a shame how he went. RIP.

Another member just showed me an amateur channel on YT. Guy got bit handling a red widow. Proper respect to the animal was not shown, complacency claimed another victim. This guy is lucky he didn't died.

 

[The Snark]

Our 'rescue squad' was well equipped did an admirable job in doing a humane capture.
It reminded me of camping in NT Aus. A king brown was spotted among some rocks next to the campground office. The rescue turned up and pure genius. Observed the area as a call was made. The FD turned up a short while later with two large CO2 fire extinguishers. They located the exact area the snake had to be in and slowly discharged both bottles. Near freezing and lack of oxygen they shifted the rocks and easily, safely and cautiously captured the slowed, stupefied animal. Apparently that was a regular job of rescue and FDs with one person remarking "Another one for the outback. Busy season."