I guess I won't be featured on House Hunters anytime soon so I've taken matters into my own hands.

While I was touring my future home today, I heard a few of the contractors talking loudly in the backyard. (Contractors are there touching up paint, installing doors, etc). I listened to them and learned that there was a rattle snake in the backyard of my future home. How freakin appropriate, right?

One of the contractors put the rattlesnake in a cooler in the back of his pickup truck. Sounds redneck to me. So I never actually saw the rattle snake, but it's the closest I've been to one in nature (not in the zoo, etc). Uhh, great. I am moving to rattlesnake country!

Dear Snakes,

Please don't eat my dogs.

Love,
Me