Feisty Trog Fearful: Trog and Other Animals


Trog’s reputation was gaining proportions appropriate to that of a lion. She seemed to have no fear as she attacked visiting cattle dogs, our own dog Mungo, and the cows when they were near the fence.  Our guests were wary of her as were we.


She spent her days out hunting despite the collars and bells we put on her but thankfully, rodents were more at risk than the birds. I used her as a mouse catcher one day when I saw a mouse run under the kitchen dresser.  After I pulled it out from the wall Trog was small enough to get into the space and successfully caught the poor creature. We hated  ourselves for having facilitated the poor mouse’s torture at the paws of Trog and promptly rescued it from her mouth and translocated it to the far end of the property, hopefully to survive the fright.

So it came as a bit of a surprise when Trog became too scared to go outside. She avoided it but when she had to go she would go to the door, peep her head out, looking around before she would venture forth. She was obviously frightened of something; but what?

After a couple of days of this behaviour we started looking to see if we could work out what had caused our feisty cat’s alarm. It didn’t take us long to find the reptile that Trog knew she would be a nice meal for.


A huge Diamond Python. Not a venomous snake but it could still give a bit of a bite and could certainly swallow Trog whole without any trouble. We knew we had to move it for Trog’s sake but our nerves were a little reluctant. When it started to make a move to come into the house we knew we had no choice but to translocate it immediately.

Rod collected the necessary implements for capturing it, an empty chicken feed sack and a golf club. As it stretched itself towards the kitchen door Rod manipulated it with the golf club, turning it back towards where I was standing holding the sack open. “Put his head in” Rod yelled at me.

“It’s alright for you. You’re nowhere near it. It’ll bite me.”

“It won’t kill you. Put its head in.” I did as ordered and eventually we had the 2 metre snake securely in the bag which I then held shut at my feet in the car. We drove up the road and released it.

We saw several other diamond pythons around the house that summer but they moved on by themselves and didn’t see Trog as a potential meal.


About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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8 Responses to Feisty Trog Fearful: Trog and Other Animals

  1. markbialczak says:

    Scary reptile if it kept Trog on the alert, Irene. I am glad nobody got bitten! Nice telling.


  2. Joann says:

    My goodness, your reptiles and venomous spiders are really the only thing holding me back from visiting your country!


  3. sue marquis bishop says:

    I read about you and your husband catching the snake to my husband and we laughed together… I can appreciate your anxiety about holding the bag… you are brave… Sue


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