Returning from seminary this morning, a gift greeted me on the driveway.The serpent which previously had wrought havoc in my Garden near Eden, had been dealt a mortal blow by some divinely guided dog or coyote.... a hole had been furiously dug to a depth of about eight inches to a large tunnel labrynth below my beautiful flowers. The varmint was caught and thrown out from the safety of its burrow to an ignominious death.
And who says that God doesn't answer prayers???
6 comments:
Gross. That is Indiana style wildlife!
Well, it's Southern California suburbia life! You ought to click on the photo and then point out the claws to the kids...
Eww. I am NOT clicking on that photo. I wonder why it didn't get eaten?
It's DEAD!!That's what's important :)
YAY!! Wow, talk about justice, what are the chances? That thing is dead, dead, dead. I understand the level of satisfaction you are getting from this because of the amount of destruction it had been meting out and because despite yours and the gardners best efforts, that stupid thing just wouldn't die. And just in time for your birthday. Happy birthday!
Ah, yes! An attorney-to-be who understands 'justice'. :)
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