I have one little girl. Down the road there are four. And Sunday they all came over to play, I sent them to check the eggs and let the chickens out for their evening stroll. Almost immediately there were shrieks of terror and thundering footsteps. I knew before I heard a word the first snake of the year had made his appearance. Of course my husband is hundreds of miles away and I can not recall which gun to use nor the proper bullets. All I know is my 30-06 rifle and I figured I’d like my coop intact at the end of the day.
So I asked the oldest girl present to call her Dad. He came but it took a few minutes. I kept him in sight with a shovel until back-up arrived.
Fortunately Eric arrived with a long-handled shovel and some rat shot, then the girls got to pose for a picture. Since they were the ones who discovered him after all!
I don’t even really want to kill the snakes, but I know if I don’t they will keep coming back, easy pickings you know?
Life in the country……..