I went to reach for my hammer and meant a new friend. I've seen him around the farm a few times. He is quite a large snake for this far north and there aren't too many this big on the place so he stands out.. I used to live where there are snakes that can kill you deader than fried chicken so my hand being this close to a snake was enough to get the old instincts to kick in. I pulled my hammer hand back so fast it went plaid. After my heart slowed down I laughed at myself and got out the camera on the new phone. Here you go for your viewing pleasure. I think he was hanging out there because the anvil stays warm after using it for a while and he had a big heat sink to curl up with.
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