I get a call at work from my daughter, who's in a panic.
"there's a Garter Snake in the house! I put a box over it, but Casey (daughter's dog) won't leave it alone!
So I leave work and drive the 3 miles home.
Daughter Unit wasn't there!
I go in the house and into the family room, where the dogs and the snake are supposed to be.
The box that was at one time covering the snake is smashed over in a corner, and no snake in sight.
Hhmmm, wonder where that snake went? Looking around the room, the carpet in front of the recliner is all scruffed up from dog claws scratching so let's look under the chair.
Flipping up the leg rest, I can see about four inches of snake, but the rest is up in the chair.
I grabbed the tail and pulled it out.
Of course the snake is pissed off due to the dog harassing him, and he bites me!
I let go of the snake, the dog then grabs it, flips it a few feet and goes after it again!
Me, the dog and the snake make a little crazy dance around the room for a bit, till I get ahold of the damned dog's collar, and make a swipe grab of the snake.
I got him about 4-5" back of the head, so of course the bastard bites me again. This time I didn't let go.
Opening the storm door with a dog's collar in one hand and a snake in the other, was a bit fun, but we three went outside finally.
Letting go of the dog let me disengage the snake from the back of my hand.
Casey the dog is now jumping up trying to grab the snake, so I hot footed it to the fence and tossed the snake outside the back yard.

Whew!
That was a real goat ropin' I'll tell ya!

I called the Daughter Unit, and told her to call off the air strike on the house as she was figuratively ready to burn it down around the snake!

Some days life is more exciting than others.

Mark