. . . It was a dark and stormy night . . . (well, maybe not
stormy, but it was D A R K, very dark . . .
At 2:30 in the morning . . . a loud knock on the back house door!
"There's a SNAKE in the bathroom!!" (semi-scream)
We all groggily jump out of bed, find our shoes and "bravely" (LOL)
follow Pastor (who grabbed the snake stick) to the front house.
Slowly and quietly opening the door very c a r e f u l l y . . .
We peek inside.
Where is it??? (This is CREEPY)
Is it here??? (More CREEPY)
Is it HERE??? (REALLY CREEPY)
AH HA! Has to be in here . . . who wants to check and see?
We finally find him trying to escape. Here he is slowly coming out from under the house
beneath the bathroom! (We are all huddled in a group - staring intently.)
This is LESS THAN half of him.
My hero! Ahhhhhhhh - Safely in jail! (Notice there aren't any pictures
between finding the snake and getting him into this trash can.
I was too busy jumping around like I was in a volleyball game!)
P.S. - We are in the middle of remodeling the bathroom.
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