dionythicus
Kiss My Hearse
We came home this afternoon from an outing to Port Townsend (a really neat artsy town on the Olympic Peninsula) and my husband shouts, "There's a snake on the porch!" Ok, in Washington, there aren't many times you'll ever find a snake on your porch. It's not like Florida, lol. I run up the steps to find an escapee from three months back curled up under a chair, cold as ice. It was a whopping 45 degrees today and the poor thing was completely immobilized by cold. It's also dehydrated and half-starved. I brought it in and got it set up in a tub with water and heat. I don't know if it's been outside all this time or just happened to get out of the house recently, but I have my fingers crossed it'll pull through. It seems to be responding already. I'll wait a couple days before feeding. What a surprise today!!