Friday December 27th 2013 Tim
So we got the six foot blow up snake.
It's design comes with a ninety day if not satisfied guarantee, which no
longer applies because it has already once put the fear of god into me.
It was on the carpet downstairs, sunning itself. You're supposed
to peg it into the ground amongst fruiting bodies, to avoid it
being taken by a breeze, but apparently if it stays put, it'll
discourage pesky behavior from the closer and equally delicate
Between us, The Artist and I have come to agreement that
we'll wait until the new season is well on it's way toward
bloom, before being tempted to introduce the snake and its
guarantee to the outdoors. Late March if we are lucky.
It's the Mockingbird's reaction we are both anxious to see.
Then we'll float it on the pond for the Frogs to have fun
with. Meanwhile the snake is tethered to a
rocking chair, and staring out the window in fierce