Woke up to Karen screaming "Bud, there's a big snake in the kitchen" at me at 8 this morning. Twice. WTH? Got up , slipped on a shirt, and came down to see what I was starting the weekend off with!

Sure enough there was a 3 foot long blacksnake looped around the cannisters on the counter top!

Went down to the basement and picked up a pair of leather gloves, grabbed my camera on the way back into the kitchen, walked in, and he was gone.

Hmmmmmm. Where's Steve Irwin when ya need him?

Oh...... Never mind.

Reached over and lifted up the cutting board and

YIKES!

(don't know why these two are so blurry, shakes maybe? lol)

Emptied out a small garbage can and slid him off of the counter and into it with a yardstick, quickly carried him out back and tossed him onto the deck.

He seemed to like it there and hung around for a couple of hours lazin in the sun.

Might have just been a blacksnake, but I'm hoping this was an isolated one time experience. There's a lot more copperheads around here in Kentucky than there are blacksnakes. A copperhead would not be that simple to get rid of. Those little bastards are hostile!

I'm off to Lowe's to get a couple of tubes of hydraulic cement and start checking the foundation for snake sized holes or cracks.

Just in case!