Sometimes I get e-mails that are such a nice change of pace I just decide to include them as blog posts (another example here).
My 12 year old daughter was in the back yard when I called her to come in. I didn't see any critters but her at first. Then I looked away for a second. Suddenly she yelled "Snake! Snake! When I looked back I saw this little guy as my daughter blazed passed me like a rocket to get away.
Turns out it was a cotton mouth!
I used the broom to remind him which way to leave.
He wiggled his tail and showed me his fangs then continued peacefully on his way.
Our back yard is a popular place for snakes.
We had a Florida ring neck we named Mr. Wiggles.
We have a black racer we named Mr. Black. He lives in the bushes and sometimes the garage.
Now this guy. We named him Rex. I hope he stays in the woods out back.