Last night, after 8p.m., both the potential roofer and the new mattress for my hubby and I arrived. It was late, but we were thrilled to have a bed. We were maybe not so thrilled with the roofing estimate, but it wasn’t too terrible. After all the business was taken care of, milking time came. In the deep, dark of night with storm clouds obscuring the moon and stars, the brave woman ventured forth.
Approaching the goat barn, there were suddenly peeps and squeaks from the baby chicks that had decided to sleep in front of the dark barn door and had nearly been stepped on. The brave woman caught them all and dumped them in a five-gallon bucket and headed for the adult chicken coop. Opening the door with her precious future laying hens, the woman was shocked to find a snake as black as night framing the doorway and wrapped around the roosts where her other hens slept oblivious to the danger. So, she took the chicks somewhere else and fetched her sweet husband to come an get the snake.
With the large rat snake, easily 4 foot long and healthy as can be, removed to a wilder location to search for food, the woman commenced her milking responsibilities, only to find that all the goats had seen the snake carried through the milk parlor and refused to enter and be milked. What a night~