Photo #2 shows a shot of a rattler captured in DD Danielle's back yard yesterday.
When Callie the cat didn't return from her afternoon romp in the yard, Danielle went to investigate & found Callie frozen in fear facing a fat, four foot long rattler coiled to strike.
Son-in-law, Ike distracted the viper while waiting for local law enforcement to come and hopefully, blow the thing's head off. Uh, uh didn't happen. Dudley Doright apparently wasn't permitted to use deadly force. Instead, he offered to "relocate" the critter, so he & Ike wrangled the thing into the above metal trash can. I hope in the "relo" neighborhood that folks lock up their cats, small dogs and kids.
This weekend, Port St Joe High School was having a classless reunion. No wise guy, I don't mean only "no class" people could attend, but because it's such a small town the reunion was open to every graduate regardless of year. One of my guests was one of four remaining from the class of 1941. Another guest, who I'm estimating graduated somewhere around 1965 arrived driving the above pictured vintage Camaro. He had one of those honkin' loud mufflers on it and he was personally sporting a diamond in one ear lobe. I'm guessin' a really cool guy.
While I'm sipping my first cup of coffee this morning, he comes to the office to turn in his key. Shortly afterward, I hear the roar of the engine starting up & then Bam! The damn thing blew up & there were open flames under the front end. The driver hopped out over the flames & ran. DH Dan, grabbed a fire extinguisher & got to the car in time to put out the fire before the gas tank went up.
That muscled up engine is toast and the sad remains were flat-bedded away. Now there's a class reunion the guy will be talking about for years.
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