What Buck are you carrying today?

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I miss my wood stove.
But I don't miss the work involved.
....the splitter, chainsaws, the old truck, stacking, getting the crap scared out of you when mice go scurrying while your getting firewood off of the stack. Good times.
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We have a couple black snakes that live in the woodpile, who keep the mouse population down. We see them in the yard sometimes, going back & forth across the yard to the creek bank. One is about 6', and the other is a little shorter. They or their ancestors have lived there for years, and I find shedded skins when using the wood in the Winter. Here's a pic of the long one from this Summer. If you look closely, you can see that I laid my 112 beside it for perspective, but Blackie didn't feel like hanging around forever while I compose a picture:).
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We have a couple black snakes that live in the woodpile, who keep the mouse population down. We see them in the yard sometimes, going back & forth across the yard to the creek bank. One is about 6', and the other is a little shorter. They or their ancestors have lived there for years, and I find shedded skins when using the wood in the Winter. Here's a pic of the long one from this Summer. If you look closely, you can see that I laid my 112 beside it for perspective, but Blackie didn't feel like hanging around forever while I compose a picture:).
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That ain't a snake.
That's a garden hose with a head.
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I've a family of garden snakes, but nothing that size.
 
That ain't a snake.
That's a garden hose with a head.
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I've a family of garden snakes, but nothing that size.
Changed the garage door gasket.
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On the subject of rodents, I hate red squirrels and chipmunks. I have a live trap and struggled to catch them. When I finally did, I didn't bother to empty it. Now they freely go in there to visit their dead friends. There must be 30 of them in there. Many are just skeletons, and they keep going in!

Sort of disgusting, but very effective. So I just leave it be.
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Growing up in Pennsylvania, chipmunks were the only thing my brother and I were allowed to shoot on our property. They thought mom’s tulip bulbs were a veritable smorgasbord.

As a married adult, I shot and ate a couple squirrels out of the backyard early in marriage when the kids were young to give them their first taste of squirrel, but quickly learned critters on our property belong to my wife and are off-limits. She doesn’t mind anything that I pull in the driveway with, just not out of her backyard.

Consequently squirrels chew up the plastic container I keep the birdseed in, and have chewed other things, including the gas cap off the log splitter. I still don’t understand that one.

Here’s “Sliver,” as the kids named her, our eastern ratsnake. We see her a couple times a year around the property, and a couple smaller ones occasionally. But we haven’t seen a copperhead on the property!

The local barred owls have been competing with Sliver for hunting rights to the woodshed this year.



 
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