Wednesday, August 12, 2009


What could one hate more than snakes? A snake in my house! Yes, this is the 3rd snake that my husband and my Pops had to rescue me from. It was coiled up on a bath mat near our shower, and I probably came within inches of stepping on it when I turned the shower on. I saw it when I went back to the shower to see what I had heard fall to the ground. I guess it's time to get a cat or something...

1 comment:

  1. Eeek! I used to have my husband catch the icky lizards that snuck into our house in So. Florida. I HATE lizards.