I admire the simple beauty of his lovely Canticle of the Sun, and am really trying to find that sort of ecstatic joy in God's amazing creations that are all around me. And, indeed, some days I too feel overjoyed by simply noticing Brother Sun and Sister Moon. It really starts to break down, however, when I see Brother Scorpion on my kitchen floor. I know that these are God's amazing creations and all, but I am not at a level of spiritual maturity when I can appreciate God's creations of the stinger- and pincer-having variety in my house.
I have made references to my ongoing battle with the woodland creatures as I try to grow my perennial garden, but I would now say that I feel I am in an outright war. Unfortunately, my enemy is of the cute little furry ilk that makes folks go “Oh, how sweet!” so I am not getting a lot of support for my campaign. I have planted only deer-resistant varieties of flowers and I think for the most part the deer are leaving my garden alone. However, there is a long eared cotton tailed varmint that is wreaking havoc with my rudbeckia (black-eyed-Susans) and my dianthus. The music of Wagner is playing in my head as I hum “Kill the wabbit! Kill the wabbit!” For most of my life I have been an ardent ophidiophobe but at this moment, a large black snake sounds like a welcome ally.
I did not have this problem in years past, but in years past I owned a cat that wandered my property leaving his predatory scent for all the rodents and lagomorphs to smell. In reality he was a confirmed pacifist who gladly shared his cat food with the birds, but the garden-eating critters did not know that. His demise this past fall has left my garden vulnerable. I hesitate to get another cat because of my very active bird feeders. I really don’t think I can adequately interview a cat and determine his instinct for hunting. I think my Ghandi-like cat was an aberration of the species.
Which brings me back to my quest for a hungry snake. My next-door neighbor has a hole by her front porch that is nearly six inches across and into which she has seen slithering a black snake that is at least three inches in diameter and several feet long. I would like to lure said snake over to my yard around sunset and invite him to await a tasty morsel. Is it wrong to covet my neighbor’s snake?