Who is 5' 2", has brown eyes and dark skin? And came to visit under the crescent moon?
Friday night I went out to lock up the chickens and as I moved the angled board that keeps the door propped open all day I saw him/it. Well at least the first foot of it.
I pretty much went squealing like a little girl into the house where cooler heads prevailed, mostly because there was chocolate ice cream involved.
L says we can't have chicken snakes in the chicken coop, which I was thankful to hear. Snakes in the coop have been my #1 concern about having chickens since they first arrived.
So he, the snake, not L, went to swim with the fishes tonight.
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