By Phyllis Galowitz

Curled up in the corner of the futon and wrapped in the beautiful Indian throw that my grandson, David, gave me for Mother’s Day, I was watching “Law and Order” on TV, when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lili pouncing and throwing what looked like a 12-inch-long electric wire, A SNAKE! What should I do? I gasped. I ran into the kitchen to find something to pick it up with to let it out the back door. Settling on the dustpan and brush, I returned to the TV room, only to find Lili sleeping on the rug and no trace of the snake. I know they move very quickly and like to hide in dark crevices. Maybe it was under the radiator or behind the bookcase… maybe it had slithered up the leg of the futon and was hiding behind a pillow… or was it in the closet? Why should such a tiny thing frighten me so? But I was terrified. It could have scuttled across the hall and into the bedroom; climbed up the quilt on my bed and crept underneath it and between the sheets!

Needless to say, I didn’t sleep all night. The snake was everywhere and anywhere. I made a thorough search of the house, stepping gingerly and peering into all the dark corners with my flashlight. Could Lili have eaten it? I didn’t think so.

You don’t have to tell me it’s harmless. I know that; but still…

Somehow, I got through the night and the next day, stayed away from the house. Returning in the evening and going into the bedroom, there it was again, lying on the floor. This time, I was prepared with the dustpan and brush beside my bed, but again it scuttled away as I turned to pick up my weapon. I searched between the sheets for the elusive snake, who was probably just as afraid of me as I was of it.

I haven’t seen it since. Possibly it found its way out, just as it came in. It’s not the first time I’ve see a snake in the house. The last time was probably a year ago. Maybe there’s a family living in my house. UGH!

Not every day in my life is catastrophic… A few days later, I went to a performance at the Roxbury Arts Group of “Fiddlers!” It was a special 25th anniversary event, a day long festival with some top fiddlers. Looking around the room at the packed auditorium, I saw smiling faces, stomping feet and clapping hands from everyone. It was a great day. The food, the talented musicians, familiar faces, all made for a spectacular time! ~