Dream: I'm watching a tv show about snakes. They show a re-enactment of a snake that went into a house. They show the point of view of the snake. Somehow, the re-enactment looks like my house. I suddenly hear a hissing noise in the background. Sure enough, the snake is in my house in TN. My family starts to freak out, but I get the idea, that I really know what I'm doing. I approach the snake carefully, making sure to constantly have a moving object in its view. I grab the snake by the scruff of it's neck, and I pick it up. All I remember is the scaly feeling of it on my right arm, as it coils around it. I pick up the snake, take it outside, uncoil it from my arm, and throw it far into the field behind my house. I walk back in my house with my heart pounding in my chest. I hear a knock at the door. As I look out the door, the same snake or similar one slithers under the tight space in between the frame and the door. I seem to repeat this pattern at least three times.
Awake: I jump up in my bed checking around the floor in a half asleep haze.
Somewhat similar event: When I was like 9 or 10, my brother, cousin and I capture a mole that was jumping around from hole to hole in my uncle's backyard. We have a bucket ready at the exit/entrance of one of the holes, and we scoop him up. We take the mole inside to show our parents. We tip the bucket a bit too far forward, and the mole leaps out. In this original story, I don't chase it around. Instead my dad and uncle capture it in the bucket from the basement, and bring it back up to the kitchen. Again, the tenacious mole frees itself from the bucket, and it runs towards my mom and aunt. To save them, I pick it up bare handed, and it gnaws the inside of my thumb apart. I throw it into the basement again. This time, the mole doesn't come back up, as my dad and uncle corral him to a basement door outside.
The events were similar, as the snake and mole were lunging towards my family, and I blindly pick up the animal. This time, in my dream, the snake doesn't bite me, as I have a death grip on it's head due to fear of the animal.
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I read something recently about how humans are hard-wired to be scared of snakes. According to that research, our brains are predisposed to detect snakes in a nature scene more rapidly than they can detect other objects!
Your mole story sounds like something that would stick with you for life, especially since it happened as a kid and had such painful repercussions. Nice to see that you were such a gentleman, even at a young age — sacrificing yourself in the face of vicious moledom.
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