Snake!

I know they're out there but I just don't ever want to see them.  Last night I came home around 9 P.M. after a fun evening of cards at the clubhouse and, as I stepped onto my patio, I saw a rope like thing hanging from one of the flower planters.  I hesitated, remembering the same rope like thing that once hung from the inside of the Florid room window...and I recognized it as a snake.

Thank heavens I didn't have to pee because it was a nervous struggle trying to open the lock on the door and keep an eye on any movement from the snake.  The good thing is it had disappeared by this morning.  I don't care where as long as it's not near me and I can't see it.