It all started this past Wednesday. I went to let one dog in and two dogs out. Roxie was sitting back a ways from the steps, but clearly wanted in. As I was opening the door Eldest said through a window, "Mom, there's a garter snake out there." I'm thinking yeah, right. Well, when I opened the door I could see it sticking it's head up. I walked down a few steps, thinking it would go away and there was not just the garter snake, there was another snake, too. I went back up to the door quick. I asked Eldest to look out the window and tell me what kind it is and he said it's a milk snake. I figured no big deal. I wasn't happy about it, but it was just a milk snake after all. It didn't want to leave so I got the broom and poked at it with the handle. How can I put it nicely...it wasn't happy at all about me poking it. Then it stuck up this little yellow-ish looking tail and started flicking it back and forth. After that Eldest says through the window, "Hey Mom, I wouldn't poke at it like that. It's not a milk snake, it's a copperhead. He looks angry." Well that just creeped me out - it was bad enough that a snake of any kind was right there where the dogs go in and out, but a copperhead just gave me the willies! I was lucky both it and the garter snake decided to move on after I stopped poking at it. Problem is, they went under the steps. I was wondering if they were just roommates or if it's possible to have garterheads. Hmmm.....
When Hon came home I told him about the snake. I even looked up the difference between copperheads and milk snakes beforehand so he didn't think I was yanking his chain. Of course, being the He-man he is, he tried to lift up the cement steps with a metal bar, but they wouldn't budge, so there was no telling where it was. It did, however, give me a reprieve from taking Toby's food out there for him to eat and mowing the grass in that particular area the rest of the week. Ahhhh, a bonus!
The snake was not seen for days.
Today when Hon left and I hadn't seen scaley hide nor hair of that snickety snake I decided it was time to put my big girl panties on and go out there. Besides, I couldn't keep sending the kids out, could I? I popped my head out, looked to the right, looked to the left - no snake. I took Toby's food bowl out, turned around, and there that sucker was...right next to my Jack in the Pulpit plant. I said to that copperhead, "Hey! That plant came from my mom who got it from my grandma - it's like a family heirloom! Your lucky I won't go in there and get you because of that!" Then I ran in the house and left Toby to finish eating. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I scared it. I'm now letting the dogs out the other door until Hon gets home. Then he's going to have to do something about that creepy snake. I don't know what, but I know it's not going to involve him putting it in a pillow case that has a hole at the bottom to take it far far away. And that, my friend, is a story to tell on a cold winter night when I'm reminiscing about things.