I Hate Snakes

Yes, I said it.  HATE.  With capital letters.

Today I found a snake (the third so far) inside my back enclosed porch.  They have all been little ones, but to me, a snake is a snake no matter the size.

So now I feel like I’m going to vomit.  On top of the usual MOPS-day jitters and general nervousness (is that a word?), I have a snake to deal with.

Does anyone want to come over to my house and kill it for me since my DH is currently out of the country?  Pretty please with sugar on top?

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