Diwundrin
Well-known Member
- Location
- Nth Coast NSW Australia
The signals were all there, unequivocal and too dangerous to ignore. The low hurrumphs, the beady eyed stare, the posture, I was clearly under orders! If Belle didn't have that door opened for her in the next few minutes she would bust and it would be all my fault.
So to instill in her just who exactly is the boss around here I made what passes for a dash for the door.
I threw it open and hit the light switch with perfect coordination, and caught a flash of movement out of the corner of my left eye as Belle shot out the doorway and went right at high speed.
WTF was that? I pondered. Then I noticed a splash of water on the concrete from the spare water bowl near the wall. Near... the pot plants! Ha, thought I, solved. Just a frog I disturbed in his private Jacuzzi. Not to worry.
Belle strolled back, about to re enter the house when she noticed it.... and had to go and sniff it. Then something moved behind the pot plant and she went ballistic!
To prevent the appearance of angry wakened neighbours I grabbed her to get her as quickly and quietly away from the frog hunt as possible when I saw it! And realised what she was so interested in. Aaaaagh!
There under her nose, and my hand on her collar, was around 2 feet of thinnish, shiny brown tail. Snnaaaaake!!!
Forget all those supplements and medications folks! 2 feet of Brown Snake in very close proximity does more to promote physical activity than any medicinal potion ever devised. We were behind glass in seconds!
But I watched it.... and watched it... and...wondered how long the rest of it was, tucked away behind the pots... but... why would it leave it's tail stuck out?? Mmmmm that's strange.
So, having more curiosity than sense I shut Belle in the back room and set out to investigate this odd reptilian behaviour. Armed with a long thin dustpan brush handle I set off like India Jones and snuck the other door open 2 inches. It's right over where 'it' was tucked against step, and poked it.
No reaction. Nothing. It was like poking a copper pipe.
WTF ponderings recurred and I tried it again. siiiiiiigh. I need new glasses!
It's a new fat feeder root from a Rubber Plant two pots away!
She was only after the frog and is still giving me sly glances and wondering what the hell all that action was about. siiiigh.
So to instill in her just who exactly is the boss around here I made what passes for a dash for the door.
I threw it open and hit the light switch with perfect coordination, and caught a flash of movement out of the corner of my left eye as Belle shot out the doorway and went right at high speed.
WTF was that? I pondered. Then I noticed a splash of water on the concrete from the spare water bowl near the wall. Near... the pot plants! Ha, thought I, solved. Just a frog I disturbed in his private Jacuzzi. Not to worry.
Belle strolled back, about to re enter the house when she noticed it.... and had to go and sniff it. Then something moved behind the pot plant and she went ballistic!
To prevent the appearance of angry wakened neighbours I grabbed her to get her as quickly and quietly away from the frog hunt as possible when I saw it! And realised what she was so interested in. Aaaaagh!
There under her nose, and my hand on her collar, was around 2 feet of thinnish, shiny brown tail. Snnaaaaake!!!
Forget all those supplements and medications folks! 2 feet of Brown Snake in very close proximity does more to promote physical activity than any medicinal potion ever devised. We were behind glass in seconds!
But I watched it.... and watched it... and...wondered how long the rest of it was, tucked away behind the pots... but... why would it leave it's tail stuck out?? Mmmmm that's strange.
So, having more curiosity than sense I shut Belle in the back room and set out to investigate this odd reptilian behaviour. Armed with a long thin dustpan brush handle I set off like India Jones and snuck the other door open 2 inches. It's right over where 'it' was tucked against step, and poked it.
No reaction. Nothing. It was like poking a copper pipe.
WTF ponderings recurred and I tried it again. siiiiiiigh. I need new glasses!
It's a new fat feeder root from a Rubber Plant two pots away!
She was only after the frog and is still giving me sly glances and wondering what the hell all that action was about. siiiigh.

