Searching for Squeeky

I don't have a picture for this post. I didn't think anyone would want to see a picture of me tearing the house apart in search of Dasha's garden snake. Yes. That's correct. There is a garden snake hiding out somewhere in my house.

Her babysitter caught the snake while outside today. They put the snake in a storage container and brought the snake inside so Preston could see it when he returned from running errands with his Dad. They saw it alright. Squeeky the Snake was a hit. Dasha wanted to take it out and show it off up close and personal. Dad said "no thanks" and Mom was fine with that answer. I didn't want to chance the snake getting loose. (Forshadowing thought...)

At this point you're thinking, "Then why the search? Did Squeeky eat a whole through his prison and escape?"

(Sigh) Here's how it went down. After dinner, we loaded up our little family and headed to the church to fulfill our cleaning assignment. We stopped for doughnuts on the way home to complete the whole family-night thing. We're sitting around the bar stuffing our faces with sweets when Dasha calmly asked, "Dad, where did you let the snake out at?"

William responded that he didn't put the snake anywhere, it's still in the container.

"NO IT"S NOT! IT"S GONE!!!"

At this point, my eyes got huge and I half choked on my doughnut. Sure enough, the container was empty. One of the corners of the container was lifted up ever so slightly and apparently Squeeky managed to live up to his/her name and squeeked through and is off to more exciting adventures within the playground we call home. (The escape hatch occured after Dasha had been told "No," and she disobeyed her parents and tried unsuccessfully, she thought, to open the lid anyway.)

We have looked around the best we can, but Squeeky remains at large. I even pulled out the fridge (BIG MISTAKE) and now have a Squeeky Clean compartment for my fridge. (Pun intended...)

Who knows if the blasted snake will ever reappear. However, if that thing slithers across me while I'm trying to forget there's a snake in my house so I can fall asleep....it will be the LAST thing it ever does. I'm taking my machette to bed tonight. Truth is, I'm not afraid of a little garden snake, but the thoughts of it being in any of our bedrooms totally creeps me out.

This is not what I had in mind for Halloween Fun.