Okay I know it was only a garter snake but it was long and big around and scared the crap out of me. I hate snakes and so does my husband. And when I was in the garden the other day and jumped he knew what it was. We have a rock wall surrounding our garden, yes I know they like to live there so it's like we invited them. But I don't want them. Usually when I work in the garden I bang the shovel on the rocks to let them know I'm coming so they can slither on into their hole and not scare me. Well my hubby who has been dubbed my hero, he got the snake on Sunday. Now Julia wasn't scared to look at while it was dead. I made sure I was still a good 10 feet away. And my hero he threw it in the woods and never looked back.
I'm still shivering just thinking about it.