As the title reads, the first words I heard from The Hubbster were:-
Shit, there's a snake in the cage!
Thus yesterday will always be known as Shit, there's a snake in the cage - the massacre.
Easy to joke about now, but last night, when we heard a noisy disturbance coming from the bird aviary holding our mumma and 7 baby guinea fowl, we didn't quite expect to find what we did.
It was night, so The Hubbster and I grabbed our torches and went to the cage, to find the mother bird scared (my guineas are the only ones in history scared of snakes!) and the babies crying in the corner. And I say crying because they were terrified.
Their little birdy tweets told me so.
In the corner was a big brown tree snake squeezing the life out of one of the babies.
It was a terrible sight. We grabbed the closest "long" thing we could find - the pool leaf scooper, and tried to pick the snake up to remove it from the cage. We couldn't get a grip and it slid back under the back of the cage.
Note - when I write "we" I actually mean "The Hubbster".
I held the torch and the camera!
We didn't know what to do. From the time we went and made sure the kids were standing on the table, as we have a rule here that is "when there's a snake about, stand on the table", to the time we walked back to the cage, the snake had gone BACK in and was squeezing a second baby AND eating ANOTHER baby alive.
It was horrific. The other babies were crying, the mumma bird was frantic.
I felt sick.
We opened the cage and let the mother bird out, and used our cute little fishing net to scoop the remaining 4 babies out and they found their mumma and took off into the paddock.
We left the snake there to finish his meal and we were going to try to scoop it out when it was nice and fat. The kids had a quick look when the baby was in the snakes belly, and we could see the big lump moving down as the baby was digested.
He then disappeared under the cage again, but left the other two dead babies there.
Killed three, ate one.
I have some photos of the incident, but I'm not going to post them because they are very graphic and upsetting. If you would like to see them out of curiosity, I can email you.
Instead, here are the remaining 4 survivors, who don't seem too frazzled or traumatised today.
Unlike me, who is definately not frazzle free.