I called 911 when a rattlesnake slithered out of my kitchen cabinet.
The town where I live now is so tiny, the entire night shift of the local
PD responded. All 3 officers. One of them had a tool he called a “snake snatcher.” I asked him if the city council had allocated funds for that.
He said Naw, it was his own. He’d stopped by his house to get it.
They searched for an hour, but the snake had absconded.
The officers thanked me before they left. They hadn’t had that much excitement since a month before, when another lady called about a wild hog that was menacing her chickens.
I sent them off with coffee in go-cups.
Well what happened to the freakin snake? How did you stay there?