Ok. For those who have been around since the beginning, you know the skink problem I have.
Let’s now add snakes to that.
Oh yes. Snake.
This one to be exact.
Perhaps this is why the skink was up at the top of the roof today.
In my mind I am thinking, “No God. I don’t do snakes. I don’t do skinks and I don’t do snakes. YOU made them. YOU keep them!”
And I started really looking at the skink. I’m hoping it just ate something and that it isn’t expecting babies any time soon. That is SO NOT cool.
I’m not sure why I don’t like snakes. Maybe it’s the whole Garden of Eden thing. I just don’t trust them. Or maybe it’s the story of Paul being bit by the viper. I don’t mind them living in the woods. I don’t mind looking at them up close at the zoo. I DO mind them in the front bush beside my door.
He’s still out there.
Where is my broom?