I killed a snake, in my front yard... I was raking some leaves and some rubbish(cursed irresponsible neighbors)... and suddenly I realized that I just cut a 14-foot snake into three pieces, and I think I crushed its head. I stepped on it I guess...
Traumatic, I panicked, but then managed to pulled myself together in just a matter of seconds- after all, better it than me, right? I then remembered in one of the Biology classes that I have attended back in high school, one of the ways to preserve a specimen was by submerging the specimen in saturated sugar solution, and so, yes, I tried. I thought that it'd be cool to have one of those jars with dead animals that boys usually have in cartoons. But it worked only for a day. Next morning it started smelling awful and it looked gruesome. So, I thought that it deserved a funeral...(yeah right..) so with my gardening tools, I dug a small hole, and let the poor thing rest in peace.
and so here lies a dead snake...
this was when I preserved it..
A few steps away form the little grave, that's when it just came to me, I FORGOT TO SKIN IT!!! The snake's skin could just be a little bit of fortune itself. But a second thought just came to me after that, though... to get the skin after its funeral would make me look cheap. So, never mind the skin. But just in the name of science, I'm gonna have a peek of what happens as it rot within a few months' time...
