Scary Mischief

Hello Friends

I love my yard.  So much room for me to play in.

I romp in my yard, and roll in the grass, and take naps.  It's great!

I love the cherry trees in my yard too.  They are way old, like decades and decades and decades old.  And NO this is not the mischief.  You might think that me taking a nibble on the old cherry tree would be the mischief.  But there is something far more sinister happening.  Want to see?

Warning: The faint of heart and the young pups may want to look away.

Last Warning.

Here is the real mischief maker in my yard.

That's right a snake.  Well actually there were 3.  One that was black and two that looked like this.  There may have been more lurking about.  This one MOM chased onto our compost pile.  As MOM was mowing the yard one skirted out from in front of the mower.  Yea it startled her a bit.  Then when she made another pass there was ANOTHER one!  

I went over to take a look and to see why MOM had stopped mowing.  But she told me to stay back, and she used that "stern mom" voice, so I knew she was serious.

It may look like I am hiding behind my cherry tree.  But really I was just making sure MOM was OK.  "Don't worry MOM I've got your back."

"Grrrrrrrrrrr, HEY snakes I'm watching you!  Touch my MOM and you'll be sorry.  Have you seen what I can do to a stick?  Well you Mr. Snakes are nothing more than a squishy stick and are no match for me.  You are just lucky this tree is in my way."

MOM says she is no longer going to mow the yard barefoot.  hehehe.  She thought avoiding some of my hidden poop was scary.  I think stepping on a snake with her bare feet beats that.

Blessings,

Goose