Hover Fly
He, him, his
- Location
- Besides the lake, beneath the trees
We had just pulled through the gate when there was this high pitched loud shriek followed by Mme Hover Fly throwing her car door open and her running across the lawn, in the direction of away. "What's wrong?" I shouted after her, "Un serpent" Then I saw it curled up under the dashboard centre. One of the "Asp vipers" they have round here. I followed Mme HF up to the house. But how to de-snake the car. Then I half remembered something my brother and his Australian GF once told me, about how they kept cats to deal with snakes in the house, or something. So I picked up Boris, a big tom ratter, took him back to the car and put him on the driver's seat, then waited. after a while there was a scuffle and I could see Boris had something in his mouth, so I opened the door to let him out. He climbed out and dropped an obviously dead snake at my feet. Then I remembered it wasn't snakes they let cats deal with, it was spiders.