Friday, February 13, 2009
We noticed all six of them last weekend 'playing' with something behind the garage. Looking further, we found them with a black snake, and we thought the poor snake was dead. Since it was close to dinner, we fixed plates for the cats, which brought them to the porch.
It turns out, Mr. Black Snake was merely playing possum, and once the cats were around the other end of the house, the snake took off!
We used to have a black snake living under the house -- sure kept the field mice to a minimum. Ah, the benefits of rural living!