Snakedar...like radar except highly tuned to see snakes. I hate snakes so much my snakedar is highly, highly tuned.

The other day I was unloading some turning wood from the back of the truck. I was standing there looking at it and decided to go get my gloves to protect my injured finger. Took a step backward away from the truck. Oh...stepped on a stick, I thought. Wait, there was no stick there. Why is that stick rolling under my foot? It must have little branches cause they're hitting my leg. There's no stick back there. All this thinking happened within a second. Then it hit me...oh chit! I looked down...SNAKE!

I screamed like a 14 year old girl or worse and did a dance that might best be described as a standing epileptic seizure. When I managed to get untangled from the thing, which didn't take long cause it wanted me off as much or more than I wanted off...it slithered away...showing its size and coloration. It was big! It wasn't a solid color, it had markings but since I'm not a snakeologist...I have no idea. I particularly don't like ones that have markings on them...unlike the solid colored ones.

I guess it came out of the wood pile and went around behind me in an attempt to leave and I just happened to step back just at the right time. I can't describe the shock/fear/surprise whatever. I can still feel it wriggling under my feet it went to the core of my being so deep. I feel it when I walk around the house in the dark barefooted.

Oh man...that was so bad. I guess I don't have to worry about having a heart attack anytime soon because if I was susceptible to one...it would have happened right then and there.