tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777265458772596676.post3530523304508509429..comments2023-03-21T15:00:05.965-04:00Comments on The Little Farm: The One That Got Away; or How I Learned to Shoot TwiceUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777265458772596676.post-80401452668653330572010-06-10T03:24:28.779-04:002010-06-10T03:24:28.779-04:00The hoe method worked great for T when we found on...The hoe method worked great for T when we found one in the garage in Raleigh. No snakes here in the city thank the LORD. I would almost be able to let the girls run barefoot in the grass if not for the *&^&^%$ dog and/or cat crap that inevitably appears whenever we try to venture beyond the pavement.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00635458605671885708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777265458772596676.post-45862943418338211192010-06-08T12:18:33.852-04:002010-06-08T12:18:33.852-04:00Thanks for sharing your story, and telling it in s...Thanks for sharing your story, and telling it in such a fun way. This reminds me of the time that I saw a snake sliding up the wall in my garage, decided it had to go back into the woods (since I couldn't see myself chopping its head off with a shovel in my driveway), hooked it onto my dirt rake, and flung it across my lawn. Only to have it go about 4 feet and have to repeat the whole snake-flinging all over again once I had actually walked with it on the rake to the edge of the woods. Stupid snakes!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16297067015907453366noreply@blogger.com