Oh no, not another ratsnake post.
Haven't I posted about these wonderful critters before?
Yeah, I thought so too.
I had not stepped more than ten feet off my porch Saturday when my snakedar went off and I looked down at the ground to see a very long snake extending from under the tarp over the chicken cage.
I love living here.
I'm convinced this is the same huge grey ratsnake I've caught before here at PFHQ.
I've also half convinced myself that it is "Ratty", a very young grey ratsnake I caught years ago and kept as a pet. The kids were little at the time and Ratty lived inside their bathroom in a ten gallon aquarium for several months.
I wanted the kids to be comfortable around snakes and keeping a little foot long grey ratsnake as a pet seemed like a good indoctrination to the herpy world. After Ratty was released, the same aquarium held tiger salamanders, toads, and eventually actual fish.
Obviously the herpy indoctrination worked on Emma. She took this big wild grey ratsnake from me like a pro when I offered it to her last Saturday.
The reason I like to think that this beautiful snake is Ratty is the fact that it is so docile. Grey rats are mellow enough, but they can bite pretty good if upset. Even worse than their bite is a foul smelling musk that they release when ticked off.
This snake never attempted to bite and never musked either Emma or me, even as we posed and passed him back and forth.
Snake hugs! Yes, I'm laughing. ... snake hugs tickle.
Straight, this snake measured 5 feet long. When the photo session was over, I released it near the green lattice behind me, where it could slither under the house and chill out for a while in the shade.
I'm sure we will meet again ... and I'll post about it when we do.