There are dead snakes all over my yard. At least I think they are dead, but to make certain, and to keep in practice, I bite them once in a while. Several months ago I bit one that was going into my hot tub and hot water came out. That was pretty weird. Recently, I bit one that was suspended very conveniently at mouth level. It was just too tempting.
Cold water came spraying out, it was very dramatic! The ducks loved it, but Stacy made it stop.
It was such a tiny hole.
Here’s a video that shows how nice the effect was before Stacy shut it off:
I bite all sorts of stuff, mostly it’s green.
Pots are like food dishes, aren’t they?
I bite my doorknob, but that’s kind of an accident.
I bite my pool noodles, but I don’t eat the foam bits. Not very many, anyway.
I like to bite my other toys, too. Most balls don’t last more than a few minutes.
Check out the teeth. They are biting machines!
I especially like to bite things in my pool.
My teeth rest ever-so-gently at the edge of the pool.
Biting runs in the family. Here are my parents at home. Can you see how their shed is lined with metal grid?
I’m begging you to not look at the next photos.
Don’t look at this next one. There is only circumstantial evidence linking me to this damage.
You can look again because I didn’t have ANYTHING to do with this next one.
The leak is way over THERE!
This leak stopped right away, too. It was even better than the last sprinkler!
Now that hose has big black snakes on it, just like my pool edge.