We have a house cat named “dragon”, don’t ask me I didn’t name her. She likes to playfully slap at you as you go by, generally doesn’t cause any trauma though. Well this morning I woke up predawn as usual, and stumbled across the floor in the dark, when I felt something under my foot and then a slap and slight stinging. For a split second thought it was Kitty Dragon, then I told Michelle; I think a snake just bit me. She turned on the light and sure enough there was a snake, Mrs. Houdini we call her. She’s our escape artist. One time she escaped and I found her on the front porch. This time she escaped quite some time ago, late spring early summer and we figured she was long gone this time. She has almost tripled in size, which explains why I haven’t had to set the mouse traps in quite a while.