A Snake in the Grass!
And no, my cupcakes, I am not quoting my ex-husband when he found out about Violet. I, or more accurately, my Pants, have discovered another little garter snake, with a nice orange stripe right down its back. This one is still alive, assuming that my Pants did not actually poke it, like he seemed to want to, when he discovered it. When I called Mr. Pants off, he came. I picked up the Eemis and showed her, and she didn't seem to care. I think that's a good sign, although I can't be sure--she's quite wily, after all. Anyway, my yard is alive and well, and I sort of feel redeemed. Hooray!
Go in the name of bug. Sommen.
Go in the name of bug. Sommen.
5 Comments:
Happy Day! Have you named the little critter?
I've been calling him Snakey, but I suppose something more thoughtful is in order. I'll have to consider it.
Bless him. He is in many ways more angelic than my angel just because of his snakiness. Aren't snakes just the best?
God I love her.
Yeah, you just can't help but.
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