This guy was poised next to my side of the garage when I came home to Doright Manor from having lunch with a friend on Thursday.
I’d walked past him probably four or five times as I carried groceries into the house. As I hefted the last of the groceries, a 30 lb. container of cat litter, out of the trunk I happened to see him, after which I dropped the litter on my foot while screaming something unintelligible and most likely profane.
I think we’ll call this one, “Holy Effing Sh*t! It’s a Water Moccasin!”
Studly Doright came home and took care of the problem. I could have, but why take the chance of wounding his ego? Right? 😳😳😳
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Oh my!!!!
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That’s close to what I said….
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9-1-1………and hold the phone up to him to see his response……Let him piss HIS pants for a change
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He was so still. I got the shakes last night thinking how close I’d come to him without realizing it.
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I don’t know what one of those is, but I might have said something similar and let Jackie deal with it
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One of our most venomous snakes. I’d never been this close to one in the wild. They don’t have a rattler like our eastern diamondbacks, so there’s no warning. I got a bit of a chill in my bone thinking how close I’d come to stepping on him.
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I’ll bet
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right………..
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Ready to come for a visit?
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Like hamstah Tink…… I am so outta here. x
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Hamstah Tink is wise!
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yikes!!!
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My words were stronger than that. And most likely screamed in a higher register.
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Omg – is that a Copperhead???
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It’s a water moccasin, aka, a Cottonmouth. Aka, SCARY!
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