My parents were in town visiting for the weekend, so on Friday night we went out for Ice Cream. Driving home, we got to the stop sign right by my house, and my husband stops for longer than he needs to. I'm about to ask him what's wrong, when he says "There's a snake in the road" Me: "Um, what?" H: "I think it's a python" Me: Um, WHAT?!?!?!" H: "It's like five feet long" Me: "UM, WHAAAT?!?!?!"
It must have been someone's pet that got loose. It was crazy. Of course my dad and my husband got all excited and both jumped out of the car and started poking it with a stick. Boys are smart. I called the police officer that runs our neighborhood security patrol. After I got him to believe me, he told me he'd call me back in a few minutes. When he did, he told me to call another number, ask for Detective Smith, tell him Detective Apoian gave me the number, and that he wasn't lying and I really was on the street with a python.
Eventually a police officer and an animal control guy showed up. Neither of them were too happy about touching the snake, so my husband ran down to our house got a cardboard box and some big ski gloves, and the three of them together managed to get the snake into the box, and animal control took it away.
A five foot snake is just not something you expect to find in the city of Atlanta. ick.
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