ISS
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Reminds me of a Copperhead about 4-feet long my Mother found curled up on the toilet seat lid in the bathroom/Laundry room out at our old farm. She closed the door and went across the road to the neighbors place. Two of the boys were in their early twenties. They came over, but snake was gone. Two days later, the gentleman she had mowing the yard mowed; and knocked the vent off. Snake was back on the lid again. She got the boys, and they came over with a 4lb baby sledge and a six-foot pole with an eyelet on the end and binder twine for a lasso.
One boy roped the snake, and they took it out to the driveway. They stretched Mr Snake out straight, and one held the small end. They older one read to him out of the Good Book (aka baby sledge), Chapter and Verse. A year later she sold the farm and moved into an assisted living facility near our Church.
A year after that, I drove my old XK-8 rag top back to visit. I stopped to gas up, and the boys were walking out of the station. They look at my Idaho plates, and the one says "you must be Rose's boy Richard...". I said yes, and they told me the story of the snake. Bad thing about Copperheads, they got no rattles. They just bite you.
One boy roped the snake, and they took it out to the driveway. They stretched Mr Snake out straight, and one held the small end. They older one read to him out of the Good Book (aka baby sledge), Chapter and Verse. A year later she sold the farm and moved into an assisted living facility near our Church.
A year after that, I drove my old XK-8 rag top back to visit. I stopped to gas up, and the boys were walking out of the station. They look at my Idaho plates, and the one says "you must be Rose's boy Richard...". I said yes, and they told me the story of the snake. Bad thing about Copperheads, they got no rattles. They just bite you.
