This was the view out my front door a few days ago. There were two other deer that missed the photo shoot. My kids and their cousins were enthralled. They were sure that if given the chance they could totally catch the deer and ride them. Jacob tried, but the deer ran away.
Then today as I was turning the water off in the back yard, I found this by my back door. I must have stepped right over him to go out. He's just a tiny guy, but Beau and Marianne were fascinated.
We had to come inside to look him up: He's a coachwhip snake, non-venomous. I breathed a sigh of relief at that - the little guy was an angry little thing. Maybe because I kept moving stuff around so we could see him. He would shake his tail and lunge at the broom/cushion/trash lid whenever it came at him. I'm so glad he wasn't a rattle snake.
2 comments:
Your photo of the snake scared me to death. Thanks for the coming NIGHTMARES!
But seriously, that is fun, especially for the kiddos.
I am sorry...there is nothing teeny about that thing. I can just tell. He was long. I would have flipped out a bit I think.
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