We were watching tv tonight, and Shasta scratched on the screen of the back door to be let out. Very unlike her! She usually waits until I say the magic words in a high pitched voice, "Do my doggies have to go pee pee, poo poo?" Yes, I really do. I admit it, right here, right now. Every single night before we go to bed. You know, it makes it fun, right? Fun is good, even for doggies!
Well, at her scratching, even before my famous words, I got up to let her out. Open the screen, and she just stands there with her head stretched out, not going outside, but head cocked outside.
"Don'tcha have to go potty? What's the matter?"
Right outside the back door screen.
Thankfully, it had a little skinny head, which told me it was not a rattlesnake!!! I tried to coax it along with a broom, but it just doubled back on itself. Okay, back in the house, turn out the light, then back on with the light, open the screen, and it was GONE! Just that fast. Poor thing! I probably scared the spots off him!!!