Eek-a snake in the house!!

OMG, I would have probably had the same reaction as your friend.  Six inches, six foot, it doesn't matter.  It's still a snake.

That being said, if it had happened to a friend, I would have made fun of her too!

BEVOLASVEGAS

That being said, if it had happened to a friend, I would have made fun of her too!

Isn't that what true friends do? ~L~  A little 6 inch snake?

gradyupmybutt

A little 6 inch snake?

It takes a whole lot more than 6 inches to frighten me.

And no, NO comments are allowed about that LMBO.

I asked her if she told the police how big the snake was and she said she didn't remember. I'm pretty sure she'd have remembered the laughing if she had

BEVOLASVEGAS

  Six inches, six foot, it doesn't matter.  It's still a snake.

A former co-worker knew I was afraid of snakes, but she didn't realized just how phobic I am until we saw a teeny tiny one on a path while walking on lunch hour once, and I just about jumped on her back to keep my feet off the ground.  When we returned to the office, she told everyone she thought she was going to have to carry me back to the building!

Give me a room full of mice or spiders over one snake (well, maybe I exaggerate . . . . .)!

tacran

BEVOLASVEGAS

  Six inches, six foot, it doesn't matter.  It's still a snake.

ABSOLUTELY!!!!  Poisonous or not, I'd have a heart attack before it could bite me!   If no one caught it before it disappeared somewhere, I'd go stay with a friend or neighbor until it was caught.  And if it wasn't ever caught (that is, no one could prove it was definitely out of the house), well, then I'd relocate!  And I'm only half-kidding about that!

A former co-worker knew I was afraid of snakes, but she didn't realized just how phobic I am until we saw a teeny tiny one on a path while walking on lunch hour once, and I just about jumped on her back to keep my feet off the ground.  When we returned to the office, she told everyone she thought she was going to have to carry me back to the building!

Give me a room full of mice or spiders over one snake (well, maybe I exaggerate . . . . .)!

Tracy - I did tell her she could hop on a plane and fly out here until it was found. I know she's serious about not going in until it's found and they have a large home with a lot of places for it to hide. She let her cat in before she left, so hopefully she's been busy hunting.

BEVOLASVEGAS

OMG, I would have probably had the same reaction as your friend.  Six inches, six foot, it doesn't matter.  It's still a snake.

That being said, if it had happened to a friend, I would have made fun of her too!

6" of a coral snake is all it would take to kill you. 

 rat snakes get up to 3-5 feet -- but it doesn't matter -- I hate them all.  And depending on the situation I'm either terrified or ... an enraged maniac.

 No joke -- about 2 1/2 years ago I heard BILLY bark out back.  Now ... not the Mostlie Sheltie, and NOT Luna (who is definitely my barker).

 The fact it was Billy -- doing his best Great Dane impression told me we had a PROBLEM.

I went out back - and Billy stood about 3' feet away from what i assume was a corn/t snake of some sort but it was NOT acting normal.  The bottom foot of it was 'coiled' but that snake was STANDING STRAIGHT UP in the air a good 2 1/2 feet.  Like a pole.  It was hissing at Billy for all it was worth and the Adventurin English cocker spanYELL was BARKING.

Foxy and Luna standing back LETTING him.  I grabbed a broom - I *thot* it was non-poisonous and I was trying SO HARD not to freak.  But all I could think was "If that d@mned thing gets in my laundry building I'll never be able to do laundry EVER again."

I TOLD IT -- "go away and I'll let you live but don't cross me -- the Fat Lady is MEAN and I hate snakes worse than anything"

Shut up folks, yes I DID say that to it.  It turned to me gave me a look and headed straight for the darned laundry building.

 The next few minutes remain a blur -- but I went after it.  Fear is an awesome thing - I was scared out of my wits and ready to puke but the darned thing headed straight FOR one of the dogs AND the door to the laundry building.  If it had gotten in there I'd never have found it.  NOr would I ever have been able to go in there again *yes I AM that terrified*. 

Quite honestly -- I bludgeoned it to death.  With a great big janitor's broom.  It wouldn't go back into the brush, it wouldn't go back into the yard -- it kept trying to go IN the laundry building. 

I was like an enraged bull -- I am NOT proud of myself -- but I made sure it was dead.  I even went inside and got a butcher knife to MAKE SURE it was dead and then I had to pick the darned thing up (won't ever use THOSE BBQ tongs again) and get it in a garbage bag.

 How can I like all other animals and yet hate snakes SO much?

6" or 6 feet -- no matter.  But they avoid my house now -- I think there must be signs somewhere.

cakana

I asked her how big it was and she said......"6 inches!!"  I said "6 inches???"

You know we have several species of poisonous snakes, copperheads, ratters, cotton mouths and coral snakes.  If it were a coral snake I wouldn't have messed with it either.  They are highly poisonous.  But in my book the only good snake is a belt!!!

Whoooo, Callie, that made me laugh.

I'm thanking my lucky stars I've never had one in my house BUT there is a black, not poisenous snake that will swim through our yard and INTO MY POOL in the dog-days of summer. I didn't like it but BF said it probably keeps the mice away so it got to stay.

Man, 6 inches is what we call a woolybear catterpillar!  It's got to be at least....14 inches long and 1 inch in diameter to be a proper snake.

sl2crmeg

BUT there is a black, not poisenous snake

Did it look like this?

or

Liesje

Man, 6 inches is what we call a woolybear catterpillar!  It's got to be at least....14 inches long and 1 inch in diameter to be a proper snake.

Ha-ha, that's what I thought. I told her I have earth worms that are 6 inches long all around my yard....I don't think she appreciated that either

Goodness gracious, some warning!! Those pictures scared the pants off of me!!

 I didn't get close enough to it to tell. BF checked it out and said it was ok. He called it a black....racer? Maybe?