I'm not a snake kinda gal but that's the price we pay for having a home that backs to preserved woods.
Yeah...life is grand tonight. Just.flipping.grand.
On a lovelier note...the neighbor I was going to speak with was pulling out her truck and she and her guy saw the snake and made sure it didn't eat me. On an "it could only happen to Monnie note" the sick Robinator heard me hollering for beheejovah and had to come see bout me.
Aw well...such is life. Guess who won't be doing any more damn gardening in the flower beds out front?
When was the last time YOU saw a snake?