Dear Diary,
Oh Husband, Where art thou? I was about to get off the couch and head out for the day when I discovered a small black stripe in my pool. And then it slithered and popped its head up out of the water trying desperately to reach the lip of the pool for escape. It was unsuccessful. I quickly sought help from Dad who recommended I immediately chlorinate the pool and poison the sucker. I found the bag of chlorine in the laundry room and headed out to do the deed. All the while cringing and shivering at the look and thought of the reptile in my pool. Nevertheless I did my job well, occasionally dumping the chlorine directly on his head. He wiggled and coiled when I did that. Then I headed back to the couch to watch from a distance. Every now and then I go back out and check on him. See if he's drowned yet. Unfortunately he's still struggling for survival. I did some research and discovered he's a southern ring-necked snake, often found in Florida swimming pools. No kidding. He's apparently harmless, but I happen to remember a similar creature in that story about the apple. I'd like him to die.
Just not sure what to do with him once he does.
Maybe I'll deal with that tomorrow...
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