Because I’m respectful of those who do not like the “slithering things”, here’s a warning: Close this post and read no more of it but . . there’s a super cool picture and, something I’ve heard about but never seen before so . . if you want to be a wimp and miss the picture . . go ahead. 🙂 Seriously, saying that was as rude as if someone told me to drive across a really fun, scary bridge . . unless I didn’t care about having fun. I would never do that so if you don’t want to see the picture, that’s ok . . I understand.
And though this picture has NOTHING to do with the post, I’m going to make it the featured image so the other one doesn’t show up and scare anyone half to death . . or 75% to death!
How about a picture of a quilt on a bed? That’s nice, right?
OK . . the real post.
We have friends who . . well, she is a city girl. They live in town here, which isn’t exactly Dallas or Houston but it’s city living. She grew up in a city and she doesn’t like much that has to do with the country. They came out yesterday evening to cut okra. I told them to wear snake boots. Nope, both showed up with their okra cutting knife and bags . . wearing flip flops.
On the way to the garden, Vince as leading the way and he said “SNAKE!” We all stopped. My friend didn’t run the other way but she didn’t get any closer than where she had stopped, which was plenty far away.
Not only was it a snake but he was eating a rattlesnake! That rattlesnake looks much fatter than that gray snake. Sounds like terrible indigestion to me!
I was apparently getting too close so the snake took his meal and moved away.
Later I went out there and the rattlesnake was dead but he’d been spit out and left. Maybe we bothered the gray snake too much or maybe he decided that was more of a meal than he needed. No idea but it was surely interesting to see.