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I got nothin' here...
One of our six dogs is gone. Jesse, aka Hootchie-Moe, left us Friday.
She was out with my dad, watching as he was trimming the underbrush at the edge of the woods. It seems there was a copperhead lying in wait. Dad didn't see the snake, Hootchie-Moe did. Dad got a little too close to the snake, Hootchie-Moe tried to take the snake out. Dad saw just as the snake hit her just below the left eye. Hootchie-Moe ran, Dad went for the pistol. The snake was gone when he returned.
Dad called my wife so she could come from work and take the dog to the vet. She was unable to find her. Later that evening, we found her under the porch. She had probably been there the whole time my wife was looking for her. It seems that it was pretty fast.
Sad, but I'd rather have my dad. Dad is old and has some health issues. I don't know that he could take a snake bite. So, Hootchie-Moe gets extra points in my book.
She was out with my dad, watching as he was trimming the underbrush at the edge of the woods. It seems there was a copperhead lying in wait. Dad didn't see the snake, Hootchie-Moe did. Dad got a little too close to the snake, Hootchie-Moe tried to take the snake out. Dad saw just as the snake hit her just below the left eye. Hootchie-Moe ran, Dad went for the pistol. The snake was gone when he returned.
Dad called my wife so she could come from work and take the dog to the vet. She was unable to find her. Later that evening, we found her under the porch. She had probably been there the whole time my wife was looking for her. It seems that it was pretty fast.
Sad, but I'd rather have my dad. Dad is old and has some health issues. I don't know that he could take a snake bite. So, Hootchie-Moe gets extra points in my book.
