Snakes in a Basement

Tonight the wife was combing through boxes in our basement when she came across one of these monstrosities pictured here. She came across it with her sock-covered foot.

Do many people find snakes in their home? Is this part of home ownership?

About a year ago, we found a dead crawfish shriveled up by the basement drain. The basement of our home is starting to resemble the kitchen of Golden Corral.

Earlier tonight, we were watching that great old 1950s' sci-fi flick, The Incredible Shrinking Man, and I was marveling at the scene in which the aforementioned shrinking man is trapped in the hellhole of his basement, a dense jungle of giants spiders and the like. I wondered to myself what dangers our basement would pose should I, you know, shrink. Shrink incredibly, that is.

As it turns out, it would pose a lot of friggin' dangers. When Mrs. Chase stepped on the snake, she let out a scream (and understandably so) that could've awakened the dead, or at least Radiohead fans.

Oddly, though, our baby, whose nursery is directly above the basement, remained in slumber, sleeping like the baby she is.

This is really disconcerting, as we had kinda been counting on the baby to be our first line of defense in case of snakes.