The Return of the Snakes

Under our 80 year old rental farm shack live snakes. Yes, snakes. When we moved in I had no idea that we lived over a den or two or three of snakes. They have their spring orgy then leave for the summer. In the fall (like right now) they return to hibernate. I don't even want to know how many there are. I try to ignore the fact that I walk over these slithery creatures, and most days I do OK--until I nearly step on them as I walk out the door or cross the lawn.

My daughters tell me to find the positive in my surroundings, so--my positive thought is that if there are snakes under the house, there are no mice in the house (at least during the fall and winter). Another bright spot, if you can call it that, the grandsons love to hunt for the snakes then have Uncle Mike or Poppa help catch them.

UGHHHH!!!! The spring time party I interrupted.

Slithering in and out from under the house. At least they don't come in the house!