It’s the middle of rattlesnake season here on the ranch. The local news anchor confirmed it. I’ve seen two already. While driving along our dirt road yesterday, I mistook a virulent enemy for a branch. I backed up the car, looked again and noticed the branch shifted revealing a rattle at its end. At one of our road association meetings in the barn, Shelby stood up and shouted, “ BOB !” to my next door neighbor. He’s our vice president and the one all eyes were on as he gave a presentation in the middle of the room. I sensed fear in the way she yelled his name. I learned after the meeting that Shelby called out to him like that because she saw a rattler slither in the barn door where she and I sat. Bob yielded to the interruption and quietly dispatched the enemy. Ten minutes later, this tough guy was back to center stage falling right back in step with the business at hand. Bob is my new best friend. ...

LOL! That's so funny! Looks like old Tucson doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteOh that's funny. The perfect lead up to it. LOL!
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend my friend.
Kim
Do you watch tennis sister Mary? It reminded me of Rafael Nadal when he does that habit. Maybe he should think otherwise...Thank you for the laugh! Have a great weekend and blessings and love to you.
ReplyDeleteHow funny! Thank you for the smile. Have a wonderful weekend! :)
ReplyDeleteThat is too funny, lol
ReplyDeleteI didn't see that one coming! - How fun to be happily surprised!
ReplyDeleteThank you for making me smile, as you always do! And, I really needed that this morning!
ReplyDeleteMuch love to you, Mary! Have a wonderful weekend!
Andrea
Hahaha! That's a hoot! Unfortunately, I see that all too often with three guys in my house. ;-)
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