02 September 2008

Snake!





















Holy cow, did I get the scare of my life yesterday! We went out to Dave's house on the lake (can't be too specific; gotta guard the location of Hub's honey hole) to grill some steaks and go fishin' on Labor Day. Claire and I were out on this balcony over a rocky bluff, when I heard this rattling noise to my left and looked down to see a snake's head angled up at us only about five feet from my flip-flop-clad feet. (I was holding Claire, thank goodness!) Well, that rattlesnake found out he rattled at the wrong gals! That's right, this rattler actually rattled all THIRTEEN of its rattles at Claire and me before I jumped about ten feet in the air--backwards--and squealed like a stuck pig. The men ran for a gun, of course, and eventually shot that thing dead! Whoa; pretty scary!

I'm not too pleased to report that this snake is actually in our freezer right now! That's right, double-bagged right on top of a frozen pizza. Jay's going to see about having it mounted for Dave's house. Boys and their trophies...

4 comments:

Audrey said...

Holy Cow! love the label:life and death. :)

Lissa said...

YIKES!!! I hate snakes.

Caleb and Theresa said...

OH YUCK!!! I hate snakes too!! And hilarious how its in your freezer!! That is such a guy thing!! haha! I couldn't ever open it knowing it was in there!!!

Dani said...

Now that's a redneck joke in the making! If I was clever I would've made one up myself :)