Hey, you. Get out of my compost bin!

A few nights ago I was making a happy trip out to my compost bin. I opened the lid and started dumping my watermelon rinds. Then I saw it. A black and white snake curled up on top of the pile.

I ran back to the house and told my husband Ronnie.  He had to see for himself so we went out to the bin with the camera. He opened the lid. I wanted to look, and I didn’t. I wanted to get a photo, but yet was too scared. I hate snakes.

We lifted the lid and saw….No snake. I probably scared it, I said.

So Ronnie starts doubting me. “There’s a banana peel curled up,” he says. ‘

I know the difference between a banana peel and a snake. The banana peel doesn’t send me backpedaling as fast as I can like a cartoon character.

People at work tell me I’m too stressed.

So this weekend we were out in the garden (next to the compost bin) and Ronnie says, “Oh I saw your snake.” My snake. Ugh.

Where, I ask, voice filled with dread.

“On top of the compost pile. How do you think he got in there?”

“I don’t know. I don’t care. I just want him gone,” I say.

Then he whispers those words of encouragement:  “There are probably three or four snakes in there.”

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