Remember when my mother was alive, and I was ejecting ring-necked snakes from her house right and left? Well, that happened. Once I threw out the mama, we didn’t see any more babies.
After she passed, the first people who rented the house didn’t report any snakes, nor did the second renters. The third one did, but didn’t mind them any more than I do and just ejected them.
But she did trace them back to the broken gas fireplace that Mom broke from running it 24/7 during the aftermath of an ice storm, when we were without power back here for 10 days. Remember that? #1 Daughter drove me to the library when she went and I posted from there.
ANYWAY, the next renters say they may want to repair the fireplace and use it. I can’t be having li’l snakies hurt, so I got an exterminator to come see if he could remove them. He didn’t see any in there, but he put down Snake-Away and showed me where they came in:
He said the mice got in there, and the snakes followed them. Which, I guess, is why we’ve never had mice in the fireplace. I guess we’re lucky we haven’t had honey badgers.
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