I have a pretty high stress threshold. I mean, I think you have to when you have a houseful of kids. Even so, I really am able to hold it together and get through most of the crap that's thrown my way.
But I think I've reached my limit today.
This morning, I found a curious looking substance on the floor next to the bottom of the stove. I thought it was just some dirt or bugs or dust bunnies that had accumulated. (Hey! Okay, it's been awhile since I've been able to clean under my stove. I've been a little busy...don't judge!!) But upon further examination it appeared to be some sort of smelly, hairy, really gross looking stuff. So, I scooped it up with a paper towel and put it in a baggie...and googled it. Hey, guess what snake poop looks like??
www.enature.com tells me it looks like this:
Snake droppings have been likened to twisted cat poop the color of bird droppings, smelly and often with clumps of hair in them. Appetizing, no?
So when Doug got home tonight, we pulled out the stove. And do you know what's worse than finding a snake under your stove?
Finding just the skin.
So, skin that's been there awhile and fresh poop this morning. Maybe it left the way it came in because it's about 20 degrees cooler outside than inside this house with no a/c. Maybe it's still in the house. Maybe it's waiting to slither upstairs tonight when it's cool.
Please excuse me. There is a bottle of wine in the kitchen with my name all over it...