My wife and I went for a day trip today to Bribie Island leaving our 7+ year old rescue cat Chequers to mind the house. At no time did we tell her she could have a party or invite anyone over. After we arrived home my wife headed for the bathroom and saw something up the hallway and first thought was the cat had crapped inside. Turned the light on and then she could see it was a snake, of course she called me. I looked at the motionless snake and a bit of blood on the carpet and assumed it was dead. I reached down and picked up the snake by the tail and then I saw it's head somewhat quickly coming towards my hand. My wife handed me the kitchen tongs and I picked it up with the tongs.