That morning dad brought over the hay trailer and they loaded up the hay bales to get them off the field so that the fireworks didn’t catch them on fire.
This year for Father’s Day weekend we didn’t have Tbug. In fact, I’m not sure we do most years. We made plans to get her Saturday evening but then it turned out I picked her up Friday noon so she got to spend an extra weekend with us.
I always wanted to be that mom/wife who had her stuff together and got everything wrapped perfectly and had the house decorated for every season/holiday… but I fail there. So this was the fancy wrapping job hubby got.
Do you know the snake story up to this point? If not, go read the post… I’ll wait. Okay, now you’re up to date, let’s move on.
So, I was beginning to think people thought I was crazy (hush) because no one else had seen this snake. It was there though. So that evening after dad and hubby both got off work, we went to the hayfield and started raking/baling hay. It was 10pm by the time we got home. Hubby went out to see if the snake was moving. He wasn’t. So he decided to just leave him there.
Friday morning my Father in law came out to my house and thought he’d work on getting the snake out of my car. The snake had moved up into the dash of my car. He tried to freeze him out, he tried to blast him out (turned the heater on in June….), and then tried to smoke him out with hubby’s smoker for the bees. Finally got the darn thing to stir, so at least now another person finally saw the snake. He tried to pin the snake between the floor and my house broom until the handle on my house broom broke and the snake scurried back up into the dash. After an hour or so he decided to just give up.
I went to the hayfield Friday afternoon to bale hay for dad. By the time we got home that night, it was 10pm again. Hubby went out and took a stab at getting that snake out of my car. He shined a flashlight in all windows seeing if that snake had moved. He saw nothing. Jared told us to use mothballs to get it out. Apparently snakes don’t like mothballs.
Hubby decided to put the mothballs in the passenger side to shew the snake out of the drivers side. He opened up the passenger door and there the snake was in the floor board of the passenger side. He reached in and threw it out of the car. Then grabbed it with a pair of long handled hand shears my Father in law left at my house to cut its head off. Granted it is a black snake, but we didn’t want it back in my car.
The shears though were too dull to cut its head off so he had to find a box knife to cut its head off. I was standing just inside the door watching from a distance. Remember, I. DON’T. DO. SNAKES. Ugh, just the thought of all of this is giving me goose bumps again! ugh!
And now, the part I’ve been dreading… the picture of the snake… This sucker was in my car.
It was really funny, people around my parts of the country were complaining that it was so cold in May, then once June hit, BAM, the heat hit but so did the humidity. And it is hard for some people to imagine the midwest having humidity since we’re not surrounded by water, but there are days that you can walk out and be ringing wet because of the humidity.
So one thing we have to deal with is molding saddles in our trailer. The changing area in the trailer doesn’t get a lot of air movement so when the saddles/bridles hang out in the nose of the trailer, they sometimes mildew. Yuck! So here’s a trick to help you keep your leather tack in tip top condition!
I’m writing tomorrows blog post tonight and posting it tonight because well… this one time I found a snake in my car. The end… okay I’ll explain and no this isn’t a joke… I wish it was!
I had plans to meet my mom this morning (aka Thursday). I always debate going the backroads or the front roads, really it’s 6 of one half a dozen the other. I chose to drive the back roads… From my house you jump over a road. In doing so you go across a river and then down into bottoms. Toward the end of the bottoms you cross a railroad track, go up to a stop sign and proceed on.
I got around the railroad track and heard a hiss. While I was still at my house my Father in law was there and so I put Abug in the car and turned the AC on while I talked to him because it was HOT.
When I heard the hissing sound I thought it was the AC working hard because it was hot even though I’ve never heard that sound before. I heard the sound again and thought to a thing I saw on facebook about snakes falling out of people’s dashes. Of course that freaked me out. I kept driving and heard it again. This time I looked in the passenger side floor board and saw it… the snake. Then panic kicked in. By this time I was through the stop sign on the next stretch of road. I debated, do I stop here (no shoulder), do I go back home (really 3 miles roughly… maybe not quite), should I drive into town and leave it in a parking lot (that’s further than my house), do I go on to mom and dad’s (that’s further than my house), hey there’s a church back there I could pull in to. Decisions decisions.
I called hubby at work. He asked me where I was and I couldn’t think. By this time I was shaking so bad I’m surprised I didn’t drive into the ditch. I think it was because Abug was with me and I had to keep her safe. Hubby told me to call his dad since he was at our house. Somehow by this point I turned around and went back to the church. I don’t remember turning around. So I stopped at that church and got myself and Abug out of the car. I called Marlin but because of his bad cell service (at our house) and mine where we were we couldn’t hear each other. Thank goodness he now has texting (only as of a month ago). I shot him a text and told him what road I was on and that I was at the church. Come help get a snake out of my car. He said he’d be right there.
Meanwhile, a couple trucks went by. A few minutes later they came back by and stopped and asked if I was ok and did I need help. I pointed at my car and said, there’s a snake in my car. The guy in the drivers seat (who went to school with my dad and hubby’s dad) kind of got this grin on his face and said, “Did you just say there’s a snake in your car?” I shook my head yes and said, there’s a snake in my car.
Since summer time is upon us, I wanted to give you swimming lessons via Sisco. So you can’t see it but you’re supposed to slap your paw against the water, then bite it. Next you come out of the water, shake, and jump right back in. Now that you know how to swim, enjoy your summer :).
