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Phil ([personal profile] greatbear) wrote2008-09-20 09:59 pm

September Photo Challenge: SNAKE

Well, not really, but this little guy took up residence in a flower pot I brought outside from the living room when I was drying out the overwatered plants and trimming them. Not really sure what sort of snake it is, I lump these in the garter snake category.

snakepot


I saw this snake slither across the front walkway the other day. He scooted off in the flower bed before I could grab him. Jeff does not like snakes. That's putting it mildly. So I end up being the wreptile wrangler any time a snake shows up around the house. Or, in a couple cases. inside.

I plucked the little dude out of the pot after letting him keep me company while working outside and on the plants and beds. He did not mind being picked up, and seemed to watch the scenery go by during his trip to the back yard. When I returned, the neighbor and her kids were at the front door selling Girl Scout cookies. I got Trefoils, like I always do.

[identity profile] nytemarewulf.livejournal.com 2008-09-21 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
coloration looks similar to Lampropeltis Triangulum, otherwise known as a Milk Snake. I can't really make out the shape of the head too well. Which is very helpful in determining what species of snake it is, and if it is poisonous or not.

[identity profile] greatbearmd.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
I used to have a book about snakes around here, but it's lost among all the stuff in the house. I should dig around for it or find some web resource in order to keep a tally on all the critters I find around here.

There are very few poisonous species of snake around these parts, and most of those are water snakes. I mostly leave them alone, or at worst take them away from the house and gardens to keep Jeff happy.

[identity profile] nytemarewulf.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
When I was younger, I was practically the young Steve Irwin. I went so far as to catch Cottonmouths and Copperheads. My mother was always absolutely terrified of them all. I remember laughing so hard the one day she ran away from a 2 foot long garter snake with a 3 foot hoe in her hands screaming.