I had my first run in with a snake today. I should have known that it was there; the dog had been signaling that something was in the area, but I just ignored him and went back to mowing. As I was mowing a path to the garden when I almost ran it over. It scared the crap out of me! And then it went straight into my garden, of course. Armed with my shovel (always my weapon of choice!) and the dog I went after it. Once I found it and saw that it wasn’t a Rattlesnake I just shooed it out of the garden.
I kind of hope it comes back and eats what ever has been burrowing in the garden, as long as it doesn’t bring any friends along.
After all this Rosey and I were discussing snake safety and she declared that she wanted to kill it and have snake steak with pepper for dinner. Yum!
