Afraid of snakes ???

But, what happens when there's no tourists left????? :eek:
 

OMG that is the silliest thing i have ever heard, i keep imagining the little mice hanging onto the ropes of the Parachute while descending admiring the countryside, either that or they die of sheer terror before they hit the ground, i wonder if they took the trouble to teach them all how to roll on landing

 
Well, that's how we got cane toads! No, not by parachute but via a brainfart to wipe out something else that wasn't near as harmful.

I'm not good at maths but 2,000 exceedingly expensive mice = 2,000 meals and kill 2,000 snakes. According to the figures that still leaves roughly 12,800 snakes per square mile to breed up and replace them in a blink. Do they share meals??

Have the USAF set up a field veterinary hospital to patch up the wounded mice and send them back out to fight again or what??
Is Tylenol inherited?
Maybe it would be simpler and cheaper to send in a crop duster and spray the joint with cough syrup?

Of course the really puzzling aspect of all this isn't the deteriorating IQ levels in high places. It's how the hell did they find out that Brown Tree Snakes are allergic to Tylenol? Did a pet one sneeze or something??

The possible scenarios could keep me awake for hours.
 
Tch, shoulda done it in the winter Jilly. :eek:hwell:
I bought some moulded stripping to line the gaps between the floor and colorbond walls of the shed. It wont stop everything determined getting in but it's a lot better than a long row of holes just begging for snakes to crawl through. Keeps the damp out too, great stuff.

I know this is an old post, but it's one of my favorite threads so I'm always on it. I can't believe that darned deadly brown snake continued on in trying to get in with you on the other side of the screen. Know nothing about them, but they obviously have no fear, as most will do their best to avoid us.

And you get the award for courage in staying in your home another day without having found that thing. You probably own your home, but if that weren't the case and it meant buying another home, so be it! Most can't cover 2 mortgages, and as for me they could foreclose & have it! Good riddance, I would say! No way in hell would I have ever spent another night there. I consider myself somewhat of a "ballsy" chick in some respects, (but absolutely w/nothing that moves -- other than humans.) You've got me way beat, my friend. No association w/crocs on this, as beloved Crocodile Dundee was known for -- just that he had no fear. If an extremely lethal brown snake was trying to get in my home and you didn't leave or consider it a big deal, I'm thinking of you as very brave dunDI!! :)
 
Katy, it wasn't that big a deal, it was just out looking for munchies and exploring whatever it came across, which happened to be the screen door with scents from house wafting through that interested it. It wasn't looking for me, just a way in. Once I slammed the glass sliding door shut it lost interest, did a 180 and took off.

They're an adrenalin punch at first sight, that was the biggest one I've ever seen, around 7ft., but their instinct is to flee, not attack, unless you're standing on it or provoke it. A rule of thumb is that if you can see it you're reasonably safe, it's accidental contact that is the worry, hence keeping them out of the shed where the tools and things are kept.

It's still around, I've watched Belle sniffing out a zigzag scent across the gravel now and then but so far they both haven't been out at the same time. I don't think she'd take it on, I've tried to train her to leave reptiles alone and just yap at them until I come, but it's a bit of a worry.

Don't remember if I mentioned when I first moved here Belle was going berko at a pile of empty plant pots and paving blocks. So I threw her into the house to stop her killing yet another Blue Tongue, moved a block carefully and had a foot or two of shiny brown tail flip up in front of my face. The front end of the snake was heading for the gap under the wire mesh fence but I wasn't there long enough to see all of it go through.

A Queensland member used to post pictures of the ones that sunned themselves on his back verandah, they didn't bother him because he didn't bother them. When he opened the door they fled, no problem.

If I find one in the house then you can bet I'll be calling Wires or 000 about it but when it's gone, it's gone, no point in moving out because it had been there.
 
When my daughter was living in a house in Bonville with rainforest all around , they were plentiful there and it wasn't unusual to see the Pythons mating on the verandah and hanging from the trees, once she had a huge python at the front door and it looked like it wanted to come in, the owner told her later that he used to let them use the house as a shortcut to the backyard, of course she didn't let them have the same privilage, when i was staying there you could hear them slithering around in the ceiling, i always worried one would fall through lol i am a real wuss when it comes to snakes even the harmless python, i would freak out at a brown.
Spiders are my other fear White tails and funnel webs are my worst nightmare, couldn't believe the cheek of a small spider this morning i turned around in the kitchen in time to see it abseiling down onto my shirt, the cheek of it.
 
We saw this king brown at Yanga Homestead while on a tour ... just beforehand, we had seen two smaller snakes fighting (love making?) near the homestead's kitchen. The one in the photo would have been seven feet at least.

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I have a really big Huntsman as new lodger.:) Must have just arrived, only saw him yesterday, good, I had to vacuum some DLL webs for the first time in months last week and needed a new one. The damned dog kills them if she spots them at ground level.

Never get DLLs with a Huntsman in the house. I keep trying to convince a rel who is always whinging about the amount of webs in her house but she's too freaky about spiders and sprays the poor Huntsmans before they can tidy it up for her.
It sounds a horrible arrangement to arachnophobes i suppose but it really is ecology working at it's finest.:)
 
Katy, it wasn't that big a deal, it was just out looking for munchies and exploring whatever it came across, which happened to be the screen door with scents from house wafting through that interested it. It wasn't looking for me, just a way in. Once I slammed the glass sliding door shut it lost interest, did a 180 and took off.

They're an adrenalin punch at first sight, that was the biggest one I've ever seen, around 7ft., but their instinct is to flee, not attack, unless you're standing on it or provoke it. A rule of thumb is that if you can see it you're reasonably safe, it's accidental contact that is the worry, hence keeping them out of the shed where the tools and things are kept.

It's still around, I've watched Belle sniffing out a zigzag scent across the gravel now and then but so far they both haven't been out at the same time. I don't think she'd take it on, I've tried to train her to leave reptiles alone and just yap at them until I come, but it's a bit of a worry.

Don't remember if I mentioned when I first moved here Belle was going berko at a pile of empty plant pots and paving blocks. So I threw her into the house to stop her killing yet another Blue Tongue, moved a block carefully and had a foot or two of shiny brown tail flip up in front of my face. The front end of the snake was heading for the gap under the wire mesh fence but I wasn't there long enough to see all of it go through.

A Queensland member used to post pictures of the ones that sunned themselves on his back verandah, they didn't bother him because he didn't bother them. When he opened the door they fled, no problem.

If I find one in the house then you can bet I'll be calling Wires or 000 about it but when it's gone, it's gone, no point in moving out because it had been there.

My friend, you have an excellent Aussie mind set...you know all the species that abound and leave them be. That's a good thing, cuz what are ya gonna do? It isn't going to change anything to go all bonkers the way I would, so may as well accept it, mutually co-exist, and go on. It would be a freakin' major deal for me with the Brown being so lethal, but you're such a spunky lady and I understand someone like courageous you taking it in stride and moving right on. I need some of your spunk. If there was any snake, even a harmless garden snake, making such an aggressive attempt to get in my home, well, I can even imagine! Far worse, under the circumstances you described in another post as to not being sure where it was -- the attic maybe -- dear Gawd, I could never go back in the home. I cringed as I read that. And the odds of me going in your shed even if I knew there was big money there for me, just go in and get it, are far less than winning the lottery that I never buy a ticket for.:sour:

My long term friend in Sydney has never seen one in the wild and has lived there all her life. She has friends who don't live in the city, as she does, and their stories keep her from sleeping.

Many yrs ago in Negril, Jamaica, I saw a small lizard thing come under the door. We were in a locally owned place and not exactly the Ritz! Damn, it just had to be the first day, because I slept with the sheet over my head every night and wouldn't get up to go to the bathroom no matter how much I had to go. And I very carefully packed to come home in going through every item of clothes. We're talking a lil thing that there are probably a million of there and not remotely lethal. They don't even bite! I am just a heavy-duty wuss when it comes to anything like that being in my space...and I mean anything more than the average person would call a pet. What can I say, I was born this way? LOL
 
When my daughter was living in a house in Bonville with rainforest all around , they were plentiful there and it wasn't unusual to see the Pythons mating on the verandah and hanging from the trees, once she had a huge python at the front door and it looked like it wanted to come in, the owner told her later that he used to let them use the house as a shortcut to the backyard, of course she didn't let them have the same privilage, when i was staying there you could hear them slithering around in the ceiling, i always worried one would fall through lol i am a real wuss when it comes to snakes even the harmless python, i would freak out at a brown.
Spiders are my other fear White tails and funnel webs are my worst nightmare, couldn't believe the cheek of a small spider this morning i turned around in the kitchen in time to see it abseiling down onto my shirt, the cheek of it.

Do ya suppose the pythons shared among themselves about the nice man that would let them take a short cut?:)

I've always thought I was the weird one in being very fascinated by them in captivity, but when you mention hearing slithering....I would be somewhere else and very far away asap! Whew! Oz is such an entirely different country, as wonderful as I've always heard it is, but you have to learn to deal with and accept more of this type thing than we do here. The beauty of this forum and hearing about things that are so than we know.....but a lot of the things we have in human form, I'm betting we have more of and they are equally as dangerous!
 
You are just far to civilized Katy, a product of human evolution that has removed it from nature, I think I got left behind.

Actually living in a city it is highly unlikely that an Aussie would ever see a snake other than through glass too. Or anything else that qualified as wildlife for that matter, especially not native wildlife other than birds and the odd highly annoying possum in the roof.

I was fortunate (or not) to spend more vacation time than most in different regions due to a scattered family, and got a far wider grounding in how things operated in far and different places to most (or any) kids I grew up with. The dangers and foibles of snakes, guns, and the vagaries of nature in a 'mood' were familiar to me from early on whereas those living in cities only would have had very little chance of contact with any of those. It's not bravery it's 'education'.

Strangely it's only recently that I've begun to appreciate just how incredibly lucky I was to have had such a wide range of experiences so early.
I didn't even have to move from home. Just family vacations, stories, characters I've met, and their very different lifestyles gave me a wider view of life to most.
They ranged from dirt poor in rented 'shacks' to mansions. I learned a little about farming, crops and cattle, coal mining, pro and sport fishing, hunting, bush lore, ecology, even how millionaires had 'made it' while other girls my age were still playing with dolls and reading romance novels. Who needed 'college'?

We're all different due to luck, nature or nurture, we don't score brownie points for how we are or think either way.
 
One holiday in a forested area of NSW we were staying at a guest house (Barrington Tops) where rosellas (beautiful blue and red parrots) visited the verandah area every afternoon for food. Everyone loved watching them and there was consternation one day when a carpet snake (non venomous python, considered harmless) reached down from the rafters and seized one of the birds, which it coolly swallowed before our very eyes.

It was very educational for all concerned though.
 
Sobering isn't it?
Hearing the dear little calf you're cuddling being discussed as to whether he'd 'dress' better as a vealer or yearling tends to knock the Disney glow off cute too.
It didn't pay to get too attached to anything on a farm other than the dogs and it didn't bode well for them to get slack either. It was a tougher world back then I guess.

When I saw Silence of the Lambs and the big deal was made over her getting neurotic about them being slaughtered all I thought was "that girl needs to get out more." Where does she think lamb cutlets come from?

A much younger, 100% city cousin flatly refused to eat eggs when she learned at the tender age of around 10 that they weren't produced off a conveyor belt in a factory same as Easter eggs. How can you get that old and still be that dumb? She knew chooks laid eggs but never associated them with the ones in the cartons at the supermarket. They had little stamps on them so they must have been manufactured right? Doh. She could rattle off every 'in' label that she couldn't appear somewhere without wearing though. Horses for courses I guess.
 

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