I’ve Never Seen A Snake Skin Up Close – Until Now

Welp, I guess I have to move.

I found something horrifying in my back yard.

A snake skin.

And you know what that means.

Yep. A snake.

The skin was draped over my stone retaining wall and slid right into the grass.

Which obviously means there’s a monster living under there.

Ewwww.

Now, I know snakes exist.

But I prefer blissful ignorance.

Don’t show me proof.

Don’t wave your dirty, scaly, serpent pajamas where I have to see them.

I have no idea what kind of snake it was.

What if it’s a rattler or a water moccasin?

Nope. Hard pass.

I’ve seen Lonesome Dove. I know what water moccasins can do.

Here’s the problem.

Can you actually tell what kind it was by the skin they left behind?

Probably not.

But everyone will tell me was a water moccasin just to mess with me.

So here I am.

Officially outnumbered.

Stupid snakes.