More Rain

The chatter at work this morning was mostly about the creek-raising rain we got last night.

"Y'all can thank me for that," I said.  "I sprayed the garden yesterday morning."

From across the room, quiet-voiced Esther said, "Nope.  *I* did it."

I raised my eyebrows.  "What did you do?"

"I shot a snake," she said.  "And hung it, belly up, on the fence."

I had to concede that a snake-shooting trumps a garden-spraying.  Way to go, Esther!