Sometimes you can simply be amazed by nature and nothing more!
This story was told by my uncle, I believe him, and as far as you are concerned, everyone has their own opinion. On behalf of my uncle.
When I woke up in the morning, I went into the so-called laundry room. As I was there, I heard a loud whisper. The scratch was very worrying. I went out and went to the direction of the new building (in the courtyard the renovation of the residential premises was done, as the family is not small, there the nest of laurels and raised offspring), went down to their nest and I see, the laurel flies to the nest and from the nest periodically flying out and flying into the window. I looked around, like no cat thief nearby.
The local shark often scared the laurel with its appearance. But why was the bastard afraid? I began to look closely around. and understood. To the nest on the balcony not yet covered by the ceiling hasn’t rushed half-meter snake. She called for help to protect her offspring. I began to starve in search of a long rod or likeness to sting a snake. At the moment the crack stopped, it seemed strange to me.
I thought that the laurel had reconciled with fate. At one point I felt sorry for her. But suddenly the laurel returned carrying in the cloth what it was.
I put this “pick” between the nest and the snake at approximately the same distance. I was surprised when I saw how this "touch" turned out to be an adult godmol. The godmother, seeing the serpent, stood up in his legendary stand and stood waiting. I became interested and I opened my mouth and stood waiting for the unlock, forgetting to look for the rod. Here, the snake almost climbed close to the mooring is visible even without doubting its superiority over some insect. But the godmother, letting the serpent go exactly as much as he needed, rubbed with a sharp movement with his hands.
"Hands" on the serpent's eyes and the snake curved fell from the balk and already blinded fell into a bunch of rubbish. In the meantime, the laurel, feeling that the danger had passed, caught the godmother and flew away.
This kind of mutual aid had to be observed by my uncle at the time. People should learn from animals!! to