I just want to say that I accept that there will be the occasional mouse in our house. I accept that we live in a 200 year old farm house that is never going to be as tightly sealed as what can be built today.
But I absolutely positively DO NOT ACCEPT having a snake in the house. Not even a little one. Not even a black snake (the "good" kind).
I don't like mice, but I positively hate snakes. The mice seem to have been making inroads into our house during our vacation, so I started up the post-vacation battle tonight; with mouse trap in hand I opened the door to the downstairs closet in the dim light and realized that that squiggly black thing on the floor was too thick to be a shoelace.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
