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We invited some wonderful friends over for dinner last night.
After they arrived, the Big Bison’s hunting buddy asked him if he would show him the fateful spot where my husband was splitting wood the afternoon he had his heart attack. Deacon D. Dawg walked out to the wood pile with them, and, as is his habit, he hauled a great big piece of firewood back to the house in his jaws, just to show off his Mad Retriever Skillz.
|Is this boy proud or what? How about them ears???|
We think that little walk might have been what stirred up the trouble.
They might have trespassed onto what something else viewed as its territory.
Because, otherwise, there’s really no accounting for what happened next.
During their little walk to the woodpile, the other guests arrived, and so everyone came inside, and we did introductions for those who were unacquainted, and we were just about to put the food on the table, when, from behind me, I heard my husband’s hunting buddy make a loud, kind of high-ish pitched noise that sounded like this:
Now, this guy’s a pretty tough guy, and, in general, not prone to making girly sounding noises, and so I thought, “This must be something significant for him to make a sound like that. I better check it out.” And I quickly turned and went to the kitchen door where he was standing, looking outside. And saw this:
|The uninvited guest.|
Round Rock Gal
Tuesday 20th of March 2012
OK the snake was totally creepy, but my first was not to you guys behind the glass door (THANK GOODNESS for doors) but to your dog. I am so glad Deacon Dawg did not get bit.
And now that I think about it - that was one pissed off snake that he would make his way up the stairs and shake his rattler at you guys.
So glad he is gone!
linda @ bushel and a pickle
Thursday 18th of August 2011
Oh my gosh! I hate, hate snakes especially that kind! I actually think about living in Ireland. Do you think that legend is true. What a blogger you are, photos and evey thing. Against the law in TN??? What??? Guess I've been away too long.
Wednesday 10th of August 2011
Thought of you and this post last week when I got all excited at seeing a six/eight inch long tiny snake. Adders aren't very dangerous although venomous and are definitely more scared of you etc.
Sunday 31st of July 2011
Oh well... screw that particular law. It's illegal to kill a person but if you need to, to protect yourself, so be it. I'm very glad you're all safe. What a scary experience.
Saturday 30th of July 2011
I just started breathing again because I was holding it the whole time I was reading this entry!Wow, that really freaked me out. Glad a solution was found and hurray for men who know how to hunt, and solve these sort of problems!