...specifically, this 3 ft bullsnake in our greenhouse.
Ah, springtime in Iowa, when the trees begin to leaf out and a young snake's thoughts turn to sunning on a pile of wood. Little did he know the hoe (garden hoe, that is) awaiteth...
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5 comments:
You could never know how totally and completly that FREAKS ME OUT! Michelle
My skin is crawling. Crawling...like a slithering snake! Augh!
HA! I was just thinking "Hmmm...I bet Michelle would LOVE this post!"
Michelle, please note - this snake was OUTSIDE and NOT in your bathroom.
It probably rose from the dead (because snakes can do those creepy things) and is making its way into my plumbing as we speak!
PS Please, please, please post another entry so that I can check your blog without fear and trembling.
I just found a snake this morning under our garbage can.
Yuck!!
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