So last night, I was laying in bed watching Castle. (I just love that show.) And yes, I go to bed at 9p. I hear Husband come up the drive, home from work. Then this....
Back door slams open...
Husband runs thru the house...
He's yelling "I need a gun!"
Harley is barking and running off the bed. I lay there, yellin' "a gun? whatcha need a gun for?"
Husband doesn't answer and runs back outside.
Wife hears gunshot near house.
Husband runs back in hollerin' he needs more bullets and a better flashlight. (Blankity, Bleep, Expletive inserted here)
Wife decides she might get out of bed at this point.
Husband is trying to get another flashlight out of the laundry room. The one he had is in pieces on the dryer. Don't quite understand that one?
Wife finally gets out of husband as he's running back out the door that there was a SNAKE in the yard. Okay, let me give you some background here...Husband is deathly afraid of snakes. So he's pretty much wigged out during all this.
I stand at the back door with Diesel and Pepper. With crazy Husband in yard wielding a gun, dogs decide they would rather be in the house. We have a mini dog party while Husband is trying to find the snake that he thought he shot but must have missed, how we don't know but it's gone.
All the excitement makes Diesel shove every toy he can find in his mouth.
He and Pepper really enjoyed the mini house party. Lucky Dog was hiding outside somewhere. Harley was pissed Pepper and Diesel invaded his territory. And tainted his toys!
Husband comes back in the house in a tizzy cause he can't find the snake. Can't believe he missed it. Now he just KNOWS the snake will be after him for revenge. Cause you know, reptiles are vengeful creatures.
This morning he left the house with gun in hand. Not taking any chances you know, that snake could be plottin' it's attack.