The poet admitted that he liked the snake. He actually admired his colour, shape and leisurely movements. He was fascinated by his presence at the water-trough. He considered him a ‘silent’ guest who had come there to seek his hospitality and he felt honoured. But the idea of the snake deliberately going back to the ‘horrid black’ hole was quite revolting to the poet. He was filled with horror and protest and threw a log of wood at him.
