Yesterday, I was working on (swearing at ...) the stuck rear window zipper of my JEEP soft top, when Junior asked for a whetstone. He wanted to put an edge on his sword (don't ask, just pay attention).
I told him where the whetstone was and he trotted off to the barn. At that point, I really needed a mental holiday from the zipper issue, so I followed his path, thinking that the whetstone probably wasn't actually where I had said it was as the barn was a mess.
As I walked along the same path Junior had trod a few moments before, I came across a wonderful sight!
The giant ratsnake that had escaped the back pack on Friday night was stretched out in the yard directly in front of me!
Sweet Sara N. Dippity strikes again!
What are the odds we would cross paths at just the right moment?
- What if I had continued wrestling the JEEP zipper?
- What if I had gone inside for a well deserved glass of unsweet ice tea at that moment?
- What if I had trusted Junior to find the whetstone on his own? (he did, by the way)
- What if I had walked with him? Apparently it wasn't there a few moments before as we walked the same path.
Weird, but you have to love Sara.
I called to Junior to go around and get the camera from the JEEP and bring it to me. He did that licketysplit and then I had the inspiration to have HIM be the photographer while I captured the snake.
He did a great job doncha think?
Sure, I'm sideways at the end, but he was going for a vertical shot and didn't think about that fact that video doesn't work that way.
So, as it turns out, you DO get to see the giant ratsnake after all, thanks to Miss Sara N. Dippity and a junior videographer.
Last night I released her in my barn where she is free to stay and eat field mice, or leave for the wider world.