Wildlife was an aspect of country living that I anticipated. I figured there would be face to face encounters with some furry friends...maybe a snake or two.
We (and once again, by "we" I mean John) trapped a good-sized snake in the garage and transplanted him to a cornfield nearby - after giving him three chances to slither on on his own. We have some sort of noisemaker that is supposed to deter mice from setting up permanent residence in our house.
I fear the day I meet this guy. I've been on board with this country livin' idea but that may all change when faced with those evil eyes and sharp little teeth. I've never touched a firearm in my life but, if handy, I'd pull the trigger without hesitation.
One of my favorite things about living here so far? The frogs. They're everywhere. They cling to our windows at night, scurrying up and down the glass catching bugs that hover near our porch lights.
(For the sake of keeping things real...I would like everyone to notice the background in the picture above. This picture was taken the same night I took pictures of our finished house. Remember the "golden" pictures? Anyway, in the reflection you can see the dining room/kitchen. That white blob in the picture is a bag of trash...just sitting in the kitchen. I am a domestic goddess!)
Now back to the frogs.
They pop out of the flowerpots - making me and the dogs jump with surprise.
They camp out on our front porch rocking chairs (yes, we have front porch rocking chairs...how else do you sit and watch the world go by?)
It's like the plague only cuter.
We (and once again, by "we" I mean John) trapped a good-sized snake in the garage and transplanted him to a cornfield nearby - after giving him three chances to slither on on his own. We have some sort of noisemaker that is supposed to deter mice from setting up permanent residence in our house.
I fear the day I meet this guy. I've been on board with this country livin' idea but that may all change when faced with those evil eyes and sharp little teeth. I've never touched a firearm in my life but, if handy, I'd pull the trigger without hesitation.
One of my favorite things about living here so far? The frogs. They're everywhere. They cling to our windows at night, scurrying up and down the glass catching bugs that hover near our porch lights.
(For the sake of keeping things real...I would like everyone to notice the background in the picture above. This picture was taken the same night I took pictures of our finished house. Remember the "golden" pictures? Anyway, in the reflection you can see the dining room/kitchen. That white blob in the picture is a bag of trash...just sitting in the kitchen. I am a domestic goddess!)
Now back to the frogs.
They pop out of the flowerpots - making me and the dogs jump with surprise.
They camp out on our front porch rocking chairs (yes, we have front porch rocking chairs...how else do you sit and watch the world go by?)
It's like the plague only cuter.
