True Story
Tiger, my husband, and had just biked back from the slum (slick huts no clean water, in need of shoes and rice village) after feeling used by God to spread His love and provisions among the poor. This very day at sunset the lighting was getting dim and we heard our two dogs (yellow labrador and boston terrier) growling and barking near the front door of our home (about 3 feet from our open front door). My five children and parents were on high alert from the snarling our kind hearted dogs rarely exhibited. I could see our children coming down the stairs as we all ran toward the front door then stood for a frozen moment in time in shock at what met us at our front door.
The sun was setting in that split second on another hot Cambodian night as my children, Tiger and I stared out our open front door to see why our two dogs were growling so close to our house. To all our shock we saw a huge (later measured at ten foot) King Cobra ,hood up, poised to bite, striking at our dogs. Our beloved yellow labrador Daisy and Boston Terrier Mango cornered the snake three feet from our open front door! My stomach dropped ,my heart raced as I envisioned having to kill the cobra in order to save the lives of my children in case it slithered into the house another day. For we all knew it must live in our yard now that it is trying to strike to inject the deadly venom so close to the entrance of our home and the cobra is known as an aggressive species.
Our family sprang into action as a team like we were well trained soldiers preparing for a battle.
My two girls, Emily and Attalia, held back Daisy and Mango to save them from the death bite of the neurotoxins from the king cobra actively trying to bite them as our dogs barked and growled at an attempt to continue to protect our family from this danger at our doorstep!
My muscular husband, TIger, told me to grad a bedsheet so he could toss it on the cobra. We threw shovels, hoes and other metal items at the cobra trying to bite us but it continued to slither toward my family now circled around the snake with the dogs trying to kill it as a team. I was screaming at this point as TIger wore sunglasses in case it was a spitting cobra. Tiger yelled out, “Which way is the head facing!” I stood on an outdoor table yelling which way the head was trying to strike as the cobra coiled then attempted to strike him in an active battle to kill this evil snake. We made sure the kids were back far enough to not be in striking distance as I yelled,”Get back! Get back!”. With the dogs still growling Tiger yelled for our son Jadon to hand him the hose and turn in on high. He sprayed the snake who charged directly at Tiger right through the stream of water ready to kill! I sprinted up to the bedroom to grab our bedsheet off the bed and ran down to hand it to Tiger. The sheet was thrown on top of the cobra but gave Tiger little time as it wiggled out from under it with ease unlike what the snake hunter shows depict. My stomach dropped as the battle continued as the cobra remained coiled, hood up, ready to strike.
After the tools, water spray and bed sheet were compromised as ineffective weapons Tiger was pumped with adrenaline, gaining extra strength for his next battle maneuver. Tiger got strength to pick up and toss on the snake a potted tree pot. He lifted this large heavy pot tossing it on toward the cobra. The ceramic pot cracked and the cobra emerged more slowly than any of the other tactical moves to defeat this evil snake attacker. This potted tree was the only thing that kept the cobra down for a short time before coming at us again. The second and our final potted tree by our front stoop Tiger then lifted and threw on the snake, pinning his head down long enough for our brave high school daughter Emily Renee to dive in with the hedge clippers and cut the wiggling body of the cobra.
At this time we noticed Khmer (Cambodian) neighbors standing at our locked metal barred gate watching us crazy Americans battling the cobra. The whole neighborhood was lined up watching us through our front gate. We were so focused on the battle which could have ended in death if the correct antivenom was not found or given in time that we never looked over to see how long they were there.
We opened the gate to see a Khmer man with nothing but a sarong wrapped around his waist
(we are always hot and sweaty there) and a hoe in his hand asking us if he can have the snake for meat for his family. He chopped off and buried the head (venom dripping from the fangs can still kill after the head is removed) and took the 10 foot King Cobra body home to cook for protein for his family. Our boston terrier, Mango, had venom hissed into her eye trying to protect us and her eye was hugely swollen and red and the vet doubted she would live. She did live which was a prayer answered at that time.
Photos taken by Jadon Smith are from too far as the snake is coiled, striking with hood up, but you can see the Hood of the cobra (fuzzy) if you look closely.
Below is my PreviousBattling a King Cobra in Asia Blog account including photos.
Battling a King Cobra in Cambodia
True Story
Tiger, my husband, and I biked back from the slum (slick huts no clean water, in need of shoes and rice village) after feeling used by God to spread His love and provisions among the poor. This very day at sunset the lighting was getting dim and we heard our two dogs (yellow labrador and boston terrier) growling and barking near the front door of our home (about 3 feet from our open front door). We ran out to see a King Cobra with a hood flared trying to strike our dogs.
Our children Emily, Attalia and Jadon held the dogs back from getting bit as we circled the cobra knowing we had to kill it or be killed by the toxic venom.
Tiger did not know if it was a spitting cobra since there are over 40 species of poisonous snakes in Cambodia so he had on his sunglasses as he yelled out, "Which way is the head facing! ". He told me to get a sheet so I ran and got off our bed and Tiger threw it on the cobra. The cobra quickly found a way out and was coiled striking towards Tiger again. At this point I was standing on an outdoor table yelling which way the head was facing as the kids held back the dogs and we threw a shovel and hoe towards the snake. Tiger then tried to spray it with water and the cobra came right at him through the water. Then Tiger got strength to pick up and toss on the snake a potted tree pot. This was the only thing that kept the cobra down for a short time before coming at us again. This second potted tree Tiger threw on the snake kept his head down long enough for our daughter Emily Renee to dive in with the hedge clippers and cut the body of the cobra.
At this time we noticed Khmer neighbors standing at our locked metal barred gate watching us crazy Americans battling the cobra. We opened the gate to see a Khmer man with nothing but a sarong wrapped around his waist ( we are always hot and sweaty there) and a hoe in his hand asking us if he can have the snake for meat for his family. He chopped off and buried the head (venom dripping from the fangs can still kill after the head is removed) and took the 10 foot King Cobra body home to cook for protein for his family. Our boston terrier, Mango, had venom hissed into her eye trying to protect us and her eye was hugely swollen and red and the vet doubted she would live. She did live which was a prayer answered at that time.
Photos taken by Jadon Smith are from too far as the snake is coiled, striking with hood up, but you can see the Hood of the cobra (fuzzy) if you look closely.
Let's keep one another in prayer for ," Protection from the enemy."-Jesus words in His prayer for us in John 17:15
I believe this was the result of the Spiritual battle as there are angels and demons battling and we are on the winning side with victory through Jesus resurrection from the dead.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WAwi-31sWAI
Above YouTube video link of the slum as I am with the children we minister to there to get a feel of the third world country of Cambodia in the continent of Asia.