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Monday, December 10 2012


The acorn doesn't fall far from the tree. And just as drama follows her father, Daughter is no stranger to her own brand of escapades. As we discussed earlier, Daughter moved her family out to the country and is experiencing the joys of raising her young children with nature.  As you will recall, I almost peed in my pants when I read her Facebook post about the hawk in the garage.  (Read: Farm Kids)

And it continues. I received this text last night:

"Any idea what this is?"

Since nothing else was there, I asked:                 "What is?"

As soon as I asked, this picture came through:


That looked all too familiar.           "Looks like a copperhead from here."

Since the picture was tiny, and we are old were in dim light, her father and I blew up the picture so we could examine it closely.

Yep, looked like a baby copperhead to us. And then this text came through:

"It is a snake I caught in the garage."

                "Yes, it is a copperhead. Baby copperheads have yellow tails."

"Yikes!! That's definitely what it is!!"

As her father and I examined the photograph, something caught my attention.  See that reflection? THAT is what's caused when a flash of light bounces against glass and reflects back at the camera.  Rut ro! Knowing the interests of a budding naturalist in the family . . .  


 (This one!)


I was quick to text back,

                              "Tell me it's not in an aquarium in your house now!"

"Hehe. Maybe :) it won't be for long..."

At this point her father snatched up his phone to call her. It was a lively conversation.  Daughter informed us that after the kids went to bed the snake would be "released." (with a shovel!) Yeahhhhh . . . that's what we're telling the kids. Yeahhhhh . . . that sounds good.  Ahhhh . . .  life in the the country.

And remember this: Just when you think your life needs some excitement, try being the mother of this child . . .

 . . . in a place where copperheads crawl in your garage in the middle of December.



Posted by: forensicfarmgirl AT 05:32 pm   |  Permalink   |  3 Comments  |  Email
**SHUDDER** The only word that comes to mind is "Omigod." On a semi-related note.... Inquiring minds from the land of permafrost are begging to know..... If it's warm enough for snakes to be mobile, why does Joe have a winter coat? Lol!
Posted by AlbertaGirl on 12/11/2012 - 10:10 AM
The thing about the snakes is that even though we've had freezing temps, the temperature comes back up into the 70's. The weekend that photo of Joe was taken we killed two copperheads in north Texas.
Posted by Forensicfarmgirl on 12/11/2012 - 02:09 PM
I recently had a some what similar event with my niece. In her event it was a coyote bigger than my collie it the pasture. She wanted to give dog cookies to "the cute puppy". Yeah that was fun. I can only imagine if it was a poisonous snake instead. Shutter.
Posted by Nicole G on 12/16/2012 - 12:19 PM

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