No matter how Beatrix Potter cutesie you might look in the book, I got no use for yoose mousies running up the legs of my gas grill. You are going down!
Instead of mice, my little laundry room glance eyes spied a snake in the canna bed. Had it enjoyed a nice mouse brunch? Was it a condo neighbor's escaped pet, "Fluffy"?
Thanks to my high school buddy, Rosencrantz, for the likely ID. Texas rat snake seems to fit.
And yes, asp is a good crossword puzzle word when viper and cobra are too long.
© 2012 Nancy L. Ruder