Sounds like a good tale. Can you tell us what happened?
Cat came in squalling. The snake had wrapped itself around her about four times. Grabbed the gun but realized... yeah, well. Grabbed hubby’s leather gloves and unwrapped the cat. There I was with a snake too big for a shoe or hammer so took granny’s old cast iron skillet to it in the middle of the living room carpet. Had to clean the carpet after that.
A few years later, the neighbor got up enough nerve to ask what all the “Die! Bam! Die! Bam! Die!” hollering was all about.