The tiny guy was found slithering on the tile in our hallway, but not getting anywhere fast. Threadsnakes usually live underground — this one must have squeezed it’s way through a crack in the floor and tile grout to find his way inside, so was likely very lost. After getting him to pose for a few pictures, he was gently released outside where he could find his way back underground.
I guess I don’t blame him, the nights have been getting rather cool lately and I’m sure the garage was much warmer than it was outside. But it’s not safe for him to stay in there, so we resorted to carefully picking him up and relocating him elsewhere.
This photo is of Angela gently carying him across the yard. A lot easier said than done as he was in constant motion the entire time.
Driving home Wednesday morning, when I turned onto our street, I found this guy sunning in the middle of the lane. Unfortunately, this is how a lot of them die, as people don’t see them, or worse, just don’t care. I got out of the car and escorted him across the road and into the brush to keep him safe. Hopefully he went on to find a safer place to bask in the warmth of the morning Sun.