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I guess most forums probably have 10% who get off criticising posts. Is it an envy vs. jealousy issue? Is it their own lives are so miserable and their pasts were no better? Are they stuck alone here with Rosy? Are they without assets? Are they perfect and can’t handle those they feel don’t meet their standards? Are they weaklings who hide behind their laptops? Maybe they are just complete ********.

 

It started on March 8, 2020. I hear wife screaming really loud out in the front yard and I remove my headset. She is screaming, “Jim SNAKE!”.By the time I get out there our Doberman has a very large Filipino Cobra in the corner of our fenced in front the yard and it is striking at the Doberman. I retrieve a shovel and by the time I get back the Cobra have moved north along the west wall and was going through a wire fence into the small garden along the west side of the house. I did get a very good look at it as it entered the garden. No doubt in my mind it was a full grown Cobra a good 7 or 8 feet long and about as big around as a tennis ball. I ran around the house because the gate into the garden is in the back yard. By the time I got in the garden the Cobra had escaped into the nabber’s yard and disappeared in the tall grass.
Wife said that the snake was in the Lanzone tree and that the Doberman had jumped about 7 foot into the tree and snatched that Cobra out of the tree. The snake had a rat coiled and was in the process of eating it. The snake abandoned the rat meal and the two Rottweilers finished the rats off while the Doberman handled the snake.
Now here is where the weird comes in. The very next day March 9th. the handy man was off but the house keeper was here. At about 09:00 the wife and the house keeper start screaming “SNAKE, the SNAKE IS BACK!!” I get there and I had a very hard time seeing it, it is in the very same Lanzone tree as the one the day before. I use the shovel to knock it out of the tree. It hoods up and strikes several times at the Doberman. This is not the same snake that was pulled out of this tree the day before. This one is only about half the size of yesterday’s snake. The Doberman snatches it up about mid way and shakes it something terrible. Drops it and it went right back to striking at the dog. The Doberman gave it a replay and this time throws it about 25 feet across the front yard. The house keeper is quick with the shovel and quickly dispatches it.
I can a sure you that this snake is alive and well right here in Valencia. This snake is a “Spitting Cobra” These snakes are not aggressive in fact the two we encountered did their best to escape.
That Doberman has earned my very best of respect. Last year she woke us up to a fire at 03:00 in the morning and now she handled two cobras in two days without her or us being hurt.

 

I missed the 4th of July festivities in the US, but at least the sky put on a good show for me.

 

I'd like to do a shout out to Wrye83 (Dustin) for achieving over 10,000 positive ratings. I'm struggling to get to 500. I doubt this feat will ever be duplicated. While not everyone will agree with his viewpoints, he has worked tirelessly to improve the forum, shared his valuable experiences and helped where he can.

Cheers to you!!

 

What aggression - it takes far less effort to say nothing than to hurt someone.

 

well i have wanted to make my own comments on this thread but it took a while to think this through. i have enjoyed everyones posts here and thanks for those. i guess pats opener of life changing at 18 fits me too. prior to that it was a life where there was always food on the table and a dry place to sleep. i remember trot lines and .22 rifles and a little white jeep to drive and my first girlfriend. from age 18 to age 71 it was school and work. six (count em folks) ex mothers in law (ewwww), four degrees, maybe 16 or so different jobs in six different states. nothing remarkable and really nothing particularly rewarding. but honestly, my life has never been better than the last six plus years largely due to my present partner who i met six weeks after arriving here. i am fighting the same rear guard action most of you are against father time but i will be leaving at daybreak on my bicycle for the market for fresh fish and maybe some choco wacko's for my babys breakfast. one day at a time folks. i will want to enjoy it as long as it lasts and will hope the best life possible for all of you as well!!