The Fluffy One is dealing with things.
The baby snake was smaller than an earthworm, I don’t know who they saw it bless their laser vision HOLY MOLY, FLY YOU SNEK, I CAN’T HOLD THEM BACK MUCH LONGER!
I had this great idea to just have this whole month be comics from the POV of the garden snake.
He has a certain speed at which he runs toward the house when he’s carrying a snake. I have learned to identify this and close the door just in time.
Today was an interesting day. I hope I remember it. It started two weeks ago when my elbows didn’t work and a snail was in the basement, and then today my highlights were The Slinky One pooping again after scaring the hell out of us and a guy I’ve known for ten years giving meContinue reading “Flyin’ and Crawlin’ and I don’t lnow my name anymore.”
When you’re hoping the reason the cat is ruffling the plants is for poop-planting, you know it’s garden snake season. >_> Who am I kidding? I’ll take garden snakes, garden snakes are the sweetest snakes ever.
The sounds of summer! The nice coolness under the hosta! What is that on my foot?!
…they know what they want.