Snapshot #241

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? 😳😳😳

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

16 thoughts on “Snapshot #241”

    1. 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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