He's watching me. Once he stuck out a tongue. Once. |
I passed him before I saw him, a few inches off the trail I was on. I turned back and took a bunch of photos, getting right down in his face, then went on down to the end of the trail. Not until I came back up the trail did he think it wise to move on, slowly.
He's about two feet long. |
Looking at the photos, I notice a suspicious bulge in that first U bend. A frog, half digested? A big slug, maybe? No wonder he's lethargic!
We call our cabin snake Butch. We haven't seen him since August. Must be hibernating by now. - Margy
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