I found a small garter snake in my basement. I noticed it a couple days ago but I thought it was a piece of rusted metal. It's still pliable. I thought of what to do with it and throw it away didn't even make the list. The top two: make a paper weight; try to skin it.


"Tim, the owner wants you to call her when you get a chance." I heard a voice yell from below. I hate when people just yell about the office but I do have the 'do not disturb' feature activated on my phone so they can't disturb me with the phone.

I called the owner. I bitched about a few things. She took them all in stride. I wanted her to worry like I worry but her voice belied no worry.