Calvin always tells me to watch out for snakes when collecting the eggs.  He once found 2 four foot snakes in the chicken nests at his mom’s house.  So, today was my day to find a snake.

I was going into the Silkie yard to collect eggs.  Some of them like to lay on the ground even though I provide crates with hay.  There are two hens sitting on eggs in the house that is 8 feet long.   On each end, there is a hen sitting in her crate on four eggs preparing to be mammas.  Right beside the one crate is a sunk-in area where a hen has been laying eggs on previous days.  Fortunately, the whole front of the chicken house is wide open with lots of sun light so I immediately saw the snake curled up in that rounded, sunken hole.  I didn’t get too close to it but instead I ran to get a flat end shovel.

Calvin was due home within ten minutes but I couldn’t wait.  I lost a baby chick and an egg about ready to hatch and I wasn’t going to lose anymore future babies.

I stood about four feet away from the snake and shoved the shovel at it about in the center of the body just trying to hold it down.  Of course the dirt under it was soft and it made me have to push really hard just to hold it still.  I stood there for probably 10 minutes and I threw a brick on the back end of it.  There wasn’t really much I could do because I needed to just hold the shovel to prevent it from  slithering away.

I heard my neighbor, Gail, outside and I called to her. Her husband, Ray was home.  So he was over in a matter of minutes with another shovel with a sharper point.  He said it was a Corn Snake which is what I suspected and they aren’t poisonous.  He said he hated to kill it but I said it has to die.

When my husband came home, the snake was dead but it was still wiggling around.  Calvin hates snakes which is funny because when he was a kid, he played with them.   When we watch shows with snakes on them, he actually jumps when the snake strikes at someone.   This is the corn snake.  Had he been in my chicken nest in one of my closed-in chicken yards, I doubt if I would have noticed him until he bit me.  He looks like the straw that is in the nests.

I will definitely be taking a flash light from now on when I go into the darker chicken houses to collect eggs.