Saturday, September 29, 2012


Sir Steven had a soccer game the other night.  He kissed me goodbye and went on his way.

For about a minute.

He then came back inside and informed me that we had a snake in our driveway, and did I want to see it?

REALLY?  Did I want to see a SNAKE?

But, being the good wife that I am, I ventured outside to see a SNAKE resting against the tire of my new car.  Um, I did not know that SNAKES were the new option of choice on 4Runners?

Sir poked it with his foot and it SLITHERED to the other side of the car.    As it SLITHERED, I swear, I felt it on my foot, even though I was far away from it.  It gave me the willies.

It then SLITHERED into the grass and went who knows where.  I'm sure it's under my bed as I type this.

Oh, and the little feller?  Our snake expert tells us it's a Copperhead.  Ya know, venomous.  VENOM.

 I'm going to have to teach Rockett to use the toilet, because she's never going outside again.


Colleen said...

You are a far better wife than I! I would have waited for the pictures....

Let me know how the Rockett using the toilet thing goes!! You could make a fortune on that!

mel said...

Copperhead?! Holy moly! I would be having Sir check every possible entry point in the house for holes. Ugh, ugh, ugh.

angie128 said...

I don't do snakes.

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