The Bush

Faulty guard goanna FIRED!

Debbie alert – this post contains images of, and references to, goannas. Avert your eyes NOW or be wearing your Depend!

Do you remember my house goanna? The one who I thought was worth having around just to deter snakes (’cause goannas apparently deter snakes, I like snakes slightly less than goannas)…

Well, it seems our guard goanna (we’ll call him Gerard) is faulty. As I had smoko (translation: cup of coffee and pikelets) with my Dad on the patio right outside our front door, he looked up and casually asked: How long has that been there?

What? I casually replied. I looked up and saw this:

See it yet?
This, my friends, is a sight guaranteed to make any Aussie mum stop in her tracks. Do you recognise it?

Sure it’s pretty, the way the light shines through it’s translucent diamond-patterned texture. Sure it looks dainty and silky and harmless… but it’s a snakeskin, and it was branding spanking NEW…

And it was HUGE… about 2 metres (over six feet) long and from the look of the skin draped over the branches of the bottlebrush tree, it was heading for the gutter of our house.
Hmmmmm. My menfolk are reassuring me that it was probably a ‘just a python’ (as opposed to a taipan or brown or black snake all of which can be deadly, but only if they bite you!). Pythons are OK I s’pose. They eat rats and mice – I really don’t like rats. It’s all a matter of priority. Rats, snakes, goannas – we got it all baby!!

While I am assured it’s probably only in the roof (eating stray rodents, shudder), I am currently checking the corners of each room, especially the bathroom. I have a thing about not checking behind the shower curtain and sharing my ablutions with a reptile.

I haven’t spotted our Gerard the sand goanna – the useless so-and-so – since the skin was discovered. Probably hiding in disgrace somewhere, having let down the reputation of his species.

Good thing too – he’s sacked when he shows his pointy little head polka-dot again! A pink slip, my friend. You’re FIRED! (The Donald would be so proud!).

Anyway, off to check the corner of the kitchen now – wish me luck!
Nervously
Bush Babe

PS I have a story about someone I once knew (a guy called Steve Irwin) who tried to rid me of my silly little snake phobia. Another time…

6 Comments

  • Jenni

    Cool but slightly scary sight there. Do the venomous snakes get that big? I know you have some of the deadliest snakes there in Australia. We owned a ball python for about 7 years–up until just a few months ago in fact. They don’t get nearly as large as other pythons. He wasn’t too bad. They’re very low maintenance pets, but I have to say that I wasn’t to sad too see Monty go.

  • debby

    6 foot long snakes (in TREES no less) and goannas.
    That’s IT! I have no desire at all to visit Australia. I’m staying here where the self respecting snakes stay on the ground and the stinking dinosaurs have the good grace to stay extinct.

    (Goes off muttering to self.)

  • jeanie

    Ooh boy – they do like that part of the house, don’t they?

    I think it is definitely just a python. The browns tend to use the other side of the house, don’t they?

    Debby – she is winding you up a little – I mean, there are wallabies too! Oh, but no bears. Definitely NO BEARS (except the drop variety)

  • Bush Babe (of Granite Glen)

    OK – clearly time for some more pretty photos… sorry Deb! PS Aren;t you worried about the fate of Gerard?
    BB

  • debby

    No desire at all. Unless he has packed his little goanna bags and hopped a flight to the US.

    You don’t think he did that, do you?

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