For your sake and for my sake, I hope I’m not going to have a snake story every day this summer.
Here’s how my day goes . . start the water hose in the front for the fruit trees. Start the water hose on the side of the house for the fruit trees. Start the water hose on the other side of the house for the fruit trees. Start the water hose by the chicken coop for the garden sprinklers. Go find something to do for about 20 minutes. Go move the three front hoses. Go check on the garden sprinklers. Go find something to do for about 20 minutes. Go move the front hoses . . and this goes on for several hours. Eventually, we will get a drip system set up for everything but for now . . I’m responsible for every drip the trees and garden gets.
Today, I thought about riding around on the RTV . . faucet to faucet to faucet . . but then I decided why waste the diesel fuel when I need the exercise.
I heard something in the bushes. I stopped and listened. The noise stopped. I took a few more steps . . the bushes were off to my side . . I wasn’t walking through them. Then I saw it . . . a roadrunner with a snake! The roadrunner went running of with the snake . . one more snake . . gone! I googled “Do roadrunners eat snakes?” and yes . . they do! Yay! We’ve seen quite a few roadrunners out here.
I think I forgot to write about this but other night, I went out with Speck in the middle of the night and what did I see . . two cats! An orange cat and a tabby cat. And a jack rabbit and a cottontail. I was so happy to see those cats. Maybe between the cats and the roadrunners, there will be no more snake stories!