Today the girl-cat brought home a gift:
I'm not sure precisely what kind of snake it is, although it is teeny tiny, so I suspect it's a baby something. Which is kind of worrying, because that means there's a mother, presumably a rather larger mother, somewhere nearby. The colour makes me suspect it's a baby brown, but the faint white ridge across the back of its neck seems out of place for it to be a brown. Provided the ridge is natural colouring, and not some scar or wound inflicted by the cat, of course. I don't think it is.
See how tiny it is? And of course it's dead, so nothing to worry about…
…Except when I went out to check the mail, a couple of hours later, baby snake was missing. I did not clean up baby snake's corpse. No one else in the house cleaned up baby snake's corpse.
Baby snake was only playing dead, and has escaped to grow, and grow, and grow…
Which means my cousin, who took the photo below, is feeling rather grateful that Baby Snake did not launch at her face during the photo shoot.
Juveniles have a black head, with a lighter band behind
Yup. Baby Snake just may be a baby brown. Which means there's a community of 1.5m snakes around here somewhere — and, given they birth a clutch of 10 – 40 eggs, there's at least 9 other baby browns out there somewhere. Good stuff. We're definitely into the "shoes must be worn while outside" season.
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