The Snake Slayer

On Wednesday's Ken and I like to head up to the camper.  We enjoy going up there during the week because its quieter and more relaxed.  So Wednesday night I got some takeout for Diamond Mineral Restaurant (or something like that) and then we spent the evening playing poker with our friends.

I have to leave early to get to work on time so Ken sleeps in then spends the day just messing around.  Today he fished for a bit then went and helped Tom, the owner, put a porch on our neighbors trailer.  While he was doing this our friend Paula came driving up to them frantic because there was a snake behind her trailer.  So Super Ken went to investigate.  Sure enough, there was a water moccasin in the creek so Super Ken went and got his gun and blew it to pieces.  Yay Ken.  Because of how life is at the camper, and word spreads faster than a forest fire, and snakes are really the only exciting thing going on on a Thursday, there was a huge gathering by the time Ken got there. Everybody standing by the creek staring at this poor snake who was only doing what snakes are supposed to do. Poor thing wasn't hurting anybody but since it could have been poisonous Ken decided it had to go.  So everybody got to witness Ken save the day.  Boo for me.  I can't wait to go up there and hear this story again, and again, and again....for years.   Ken actually called himself the Snake Slayer tonight (followed by an eye roll from me).

I have a feeling this could make for a loooonnnnggggggg summer.....