RIP, Sam Snake

The Saws-All (the most fun tool name to say, evah!) was on the deck overnight to give the Snake an opportunity to make a break for freedom. 

This morning Neal noted he was still moving about in there.

No other option but to open the Saws-All and help Sam (yes, I named him) to his freedom.

I’m sorry to report that Sam had sustained horrific Saws-All related injuries.  Neal did the noble thing and brought poor Sam to his final resting place for a mercy killing. 

I had such high hopes that Sam’s story would end well.  Ok, Scout, I promise no more snake-talk.  You can read my blog again.  I promise.

Today is a festive day for my family.  My oldest nephew’s birthday is today (happy birthday, S.!).  He was the first baby I’d ever held and now he’s a man starting his career.  I couldn’t be prouder of him.  It’s also my second brother’s wedding anniversary.  Happy anniversary, C. & A.!

The new bathroom tiles are down and look great.  When I find the camera (I can access the back room now, I just couldn’t locate the camera in the chaos), I’ll snap a photo of the black and white goodness.