Last night we wrangled
another snake out of the hangar. It was a baby one, which makes me wonder where momma snake is lurking.... Rod thought it was harmless, and suggested I just catch it and let it go outside. I
declined, and then diverted his escape route into a box. I've already forgotten what he was, but I know he wasn't poisonous.
This is as big as I can stand to look at.... He really was a little snake...
I think I need another dog to guard the premises. The only snakes I used to see where dried up, dead ones that Friday loved to roll around on.
Even grass snakes send me running.
ReplyDeleteI don't recognize that that type. Yuck.
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