From the Coalface {SQT} Attack of the Killer Python

Seven Quick Takes



Our new chicks are settled in now, we have been watching them slowly grow up and lose their cute fluffy feathers, while wondering which ones might be roosters and face the axe sooner than later.  Sad but inevitable, as roosters are illegal in the ‘burbs and roosters are notoriously hard to give away, even to those with ample land.  While musing on this the other night, we heard a massive commotion coming from our chook house.  Little did we know a local python (aka ‘carpet snake’) was also watching them, waiting for them to get to a ‘kill-worthy’ size.


My son sent up the alarm, and I ran up just in time to watch helplessly as the python wrapped itself around one of the chicks and within seconds had crushed and killed it.

Just after we heard the bones crack…yuk!


Lucky for us, we actually have a snake catcher living next door.  And he was out on the street fixing up his car (that’s the sort of neighbourhood we live in.) Snake catchers.  Cars being dismantled on the nature strip.  Graffiti tags on our power box.  Things have improved a lot, however, since police evicted the drug dealers around the corner. (again, not kidding).


Our neighbour normally catches taipans for a job – taipans being the largest venomous snake in Australia, and the third most venomous land snake in the world.  So, python catching was really way below his pay grade, but he graciously caught it and wandered off into the night with it wrapped around one arm, and carrying the dead chook in the other.  His words were: “I might as well take it and give it to the snake when I release it, seeing it went to all the trouble of catching it.”  Who was I to argue with a snake catcher??


Just so you know, this was a fairly big deal for us.  In 18 yrs of having chooks, we have never had one taken by a python (or a fox, for that matter – another common occurrence around here).  The chick was my daughter’s and she had even called this one “Cream” (the other one’s called “Cookies”).  My daughter was completely devastated, sobbing loudly and wailing, “Why do animals hate me sooo muuuuch??!”  All I could do was pass the tissues as I haven’t read the manual on “What to do when your daughter’s chook gets killed by a 6 foot python” yet..  So, I fell back on the cuddle and tissue approach, which seemed to suffice, however I’d still love to get my hands on that manual if you have one handy.


Following up from this post, I discovered another game we do play regularly to add to the whole other two games we play as a family.  As mentioned, I am card-game-challenged.  I never seem to remember the rules of card games other than Snap, Uno or Go Fish.  Hence my inclusion of the following which one of the kids pulled out last night, thus triggering my recollection of this family favourite (aka ‘one we don’t fight about too much’).

Pray 4 Us 


Available here, this game has a number of variations but we basically play the “Go Fish” version, except instead of answering “Fish” to the person who asks: “Do you have St Maximillian Kolbe?” You answer: “Pray for us”.  A great remedy to those frazzled families who need to cram their mealtimes with a Family game and Litany to the Saints at the same time.  Here’s some of the cards in this awesome pack which I am strangely enthusiastic about, despite my aversion for card games in general:

 So just reading these names in the pic, and adding “Pray for us!”, and you have an instant Litany.


Today we began the 33 day prep for our Total Consecration to Jesus through Mary using the St Louis De Montfort method but modified by these guys.  My husband and I did this when we were engaged, but failed to read the fine print that it is supposed to be re-done every year… 16 yrs went by and then we did it again a couple of years ago and read the fine print this time.  So, this will be the third consecutive year of doing this leading up to 24th May, Feast of Our Lady Help of Christians, Patroness of Australia.



I have been really appreciating the words of Brene Brown lately in her TED talks on Vulnerability and Shame.  The points are so pertinent to living an authentic life, and I very much agree with her on the need to practice more courage in our lives through being ourselves.  I am (as we all are) a work in progress and have a long way to go, but it’s great to be on the road.  Being all inspired, I purchased her book, “Gifts of Imperfection”, which I am yet to really make a decision about, especially due to some quotes from sources I would question, but that’s a whole other blog post.


Brene Brown does mention Gretchen Rubin in her book, and I can see how the two approaches marry well together.  Gretchen focuses more on the strategies for basic order, while Brene delves into the why behind the what.

What books have you read that have inspired you?  Do you have any crazy python or other wildlife stories to share?  Or a favourite board/card game?  Please share in the comments section.

Linking up with Kelly at This Ain’t the Lyceum.

Head over to her blog to check out all the other Quick takes!



  1. […] Using tools for measurement don’t just work for diet, sleep and exercise as Rubin mentions.  They work in the spiritual life as well, although we have to define the right parameters for what we will measure.  This is important, lest legalism and rigidity set in, which is the opposite to the goal of an authentic Christian life.  Ticking the wrong boxes can be one way to end up on the Christian Rat Race Superhighway, contributing to burnout and disillusionment. One positive example I have seen of this is using the following measures of success for family prayer after the 33 days consecration. […]


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