Not only did the neighbours dog get knocked over again this weekbut I've also just retreived her from the vets where she has been kept under observation for the past hour.
She was seen by her owner to be barking at something in the long grass outside their home which upon closer inspection appeared to be a ruddy great snake. She did what any sane person would do and came to get me for my expert knowledge of canine snake bites and their symptoms and how to identify and rid the immediate area of snakes.
Being from that there London town I've a broad depth of experience when it comes to snakes so I peered at it and swore. Because it was fat.
We took the dog to the vets and left here there in case of mouth foaming, paralysis or any other likely reaction which would result in the use of an anti-venom (which costs A$800) and headed home to ask our manly neighbour to kill it for us. Armed with shovels and a fence post we tried to locate it before I saw it dissapear down it's hole. Snakes don't have holes apparently but we doused the whole area with petrol and set it alight just to be on the safe side. Burnt like billy-o and sure enough it forced out a guilty looking, non-venomous, Blue Tongued Lizard which as you see does look vaguely snake-like.
Raced back to the vets to save said dog from expensive injection and further vetinary fees.
Mission accomplished.
Sunday, October 10, 2004
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- Despite compelling evidence to the contrary this was never meant to be about either beef or cheese, subjects in which I have little more than a passing interest. It is true however that the fates have recently conspired to find me work at a cheese factory but this is little more than a cruel, coincidental joke told at my expense.
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