So, Sunday was moving day (into the Sugar Shack that is). Isn’t it just the cutest? BF really went above and beyond my expectations.
Anyway, just as we wrapped up our lunch and BF was starting to carry things out from my current office to SS, we discovered we had a visitor ON OUR FRONT PORCH.
Anyway, after gawking for a bit, we got on with our afternoon chores and plans for moving day. A little while later, BF went to check out the jasmine on the front porch column again. Black rat snake was missing. We didn’t think much of it.
So, imagine my surprise when as I begin to walk out of SS a couple hours later to go get more stuff and find Black Rat Snake starting at me. From a short distance. I did what every woman (except Carly) would do and called my snake fearing husband (who was outside of the shack at the time) to help me. And he did what every snake fearing husband with a sense of humor would do. He stayed far, far away but picked up my camera sitting out in the yard and started snapping pictures of my predicament.
He eventually relocated in the woods behind our house but, seriously, I’m not sure that I like that he knows my new address.