Vulcaneer wrote:
And for sure my wife would never walk into the bedroom and demand I get up to remove a snake from the bedroom. She would have let out several bloodcurdling screams, and would have been out the door like she was on fire. I would have needed to chase her down the road, so I could find out what her problem was.
Your wife and mine sound like sisters. She's gotten much better over the years, but one of our first dates "way back then" was to the Ohio State Fair. Walking around the grounds, we came to the Ohio Department of Forestry tent, one of those huge 100 foot long things, we're walking into it from the entrance on one end, we get about 10 feet inside, and in mid-sentance, she suddenly simply vanished. Puzzled, I look around, and there she is, a good ten feet OUTSIDE the entrance, bright red, gasping for air, and working her jaw unable to finish the word she'd been saying. To this day, I've no clue how she reversed course and leapt 20 feet backwards in one bound. But I have witnessed her ability to do that a couple times over the years, so I know she can do it. Yup, she'd spotted a snake in a terrarium at the very far end of the DoF tent.