I was working in my yard and saw what I thought was a small snake. So I got my shovel and chopped of what I thought was his head. Turn out that I chopped off his tail. So got my biggest pair of channel locks and got a hold of him and pulled and out came a pissed off snake that was 24 inches long minus his tail. So he took his best attack stance and I said out loud I can't kill that snake. So I picked up my shovel and said to hell I can't. Whack, whack, whack. I scooped up the pieces and carried it to the woods. You just don't know how frightened I am of snakes. Thanks to my brother for chasing me with snakes when I was a little girl.
My logical mind tells me all the benefits of having that snake around, but I just can't do that. They need to stay away from my one acre. Is that too much to ask? Especially a snake that large.
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