Proof Of Existence

Hey all. I haven’t been updating lately due to AI- I mean, slow internet connection.

A couple of days ago, I was just getting out of the shower, drying myself on and donning a pair of shorts, when I heard a huge commotion outside in the garden. At first, I thought it was one of the stupid neighbours again, they like to walk their dog AT NIGHT. Anyway, I was taking my time, when I heard mom yelling something to the maid in malay,

“……………….ULAR………”

And I thought ‘Oh SH’, as I ran to the window to see the battle going on. Babe had a black snake between here jaws, flailing it about.
I ran to my room, and took my bamboo staff/stick, and ran down to the garden.
When I got down, the snake was already seemingly dead on the ground, Babe was panting heavily, and drooling. I turned around and Babe ran back to the corpse and carried it a few metres, before I caught her and told her to drop it, which she did.

Just to make sure, I swung at the snake’s head, crushing it.

VS

At the vet, we were checking over the corpse of the snake, after Babe had been checked over for any bite wounds. The Cobra was 4 feet long, and more than capable to killing a Great Dane (ie. Scoooby-Dooooby-dooooo.) It had a huge wound near the middle, and it seems the spine had been crushed. Now, Babe is not only a Guardian, but also a Strategist, to some extent. Her attack severely wounded the Intruder, as the broken spine meant the snake could not turn around and stab it’s toxin filled fangs into Babe as she swung it around in her maw. When the snake DID strike, however, Babe was fast enough to evade it, as it merely scratched her ear, not deep enough to inject any venom.

We left the vet, Babe calmed down, and feeling proud. Babe, The Guardian, The Strategist, The Snake-bane. Okay, maybe that’s a little too much. But still. This was not her first encounter with a cobra, though. Years back, another cobra, similar to this one, came into our garden. Coney, the other Golden Retriever, was the one who fought it off, but got bitten right in the snout. She died an hour or two later. Coney was the more aggressive of the two, jumping right into the fray, which is what got her killed…

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Anyway, Exam week next week, i’m so screwed.

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