"Oh boy, is Dad gonna be mad.
There is a mongoose in the front yard."
My brother, Iilya, had just relayed the news we all hated. A mongoose in the front yard meant cobras were nesting in the bushes.
Yeah, cobras. In the front yard. Life in India was different,
As cute as a Riki Tiki Tavi was, he was bad news.
"I'm not telling Dad!" I knew my father's wrath unfurled when snakes were involved.
So, Iilya left Dad a note. It simply said
The next morning, the snake charmers arrived.
They wasted no time getting to work.
My dad gave Iilya LOTS of rupees to give to the charmers - just to make sure every snake was charmed.
And Iilya wandered back across the street to the neighbors to hang out for another day.