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| While the Senator and theschoolboardmember headed across the field to check out some hay.... |
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| I stood around and watched the cows chew their cud. |
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| Then this little feller appeared! |
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| He coiled. I retreated. Then I quietly stated, "I think that is a rattler." |
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| It's a long story, but a cast iron griddle and an old magazine later, we had that rattle! (It's in a paper cup...drying out right now.) |
For fear of anyone from PETA showing up on my doorstep,
I will refrain from telling you the part about how he/she got
smashed when I ran over him/her.
The Senator and theschoolboardmember decided
they wouldn't ever want to get me really mad,
they wouldn't ever want to get me really mad,
let's just put it that way.
I didn't mean it.
Really.
I didn't.
finally I'm back-to-bloggin'...
from the range, peace
kathleen
the handy "snake-charming" girl
