Maybe because of warm sunny rocks. Possibly because of water near the warm sunny rocks. Could there be a dinner smorgasbord of insects near the rocks and the water? I don't know.
Then, while having dinner the other night with friends Brian and Sharon, they described for us an incident that happened while on their 25th anniversary trip in Florida.
They were kayaking through a mangrove area, using clearly marked maps. It's just that the maps they were given did not at all match the waterways they were on through these mangroves. They paddled so deep into overhanging mangroves that at one point they were unable to go any farther, and in fact, were even unsure if they had space enough to turn their little boats around and go back out.
Of course, just at that moment, a large snake decided to slither right down from above and curl up on the bow of Sharon's kayak. Brian says it was a pretty snake. I say I would have pretty likely had a heart attack and been lost to the mangroves forever.
So anyway, yeah, I still hate snakes.
I came across this account first thing this morning, and just had to share it with you. For your safety, that is. Beware, snakes are dangerous, and this is proof:
|She's practicing. I knew it.|
Now I'm just waiting for the day when my silly puppy runs back into the house from our yard with a snake dangling from each side of her mouth, all proud of herself.
It'll be havoc. Somebody's gonna get hurt for sure.