Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Name That Fits

The Prairie Daddy grew up on a ranch in Rattlesnake Canyon. Rattlesnake Creek flows down Rattlesnake Canyon. Rattlesnake Mountain drops down on it's west side into Rattlesnake Canyon.
Get my drift?

We were on our way up the canyon for a family get together at the lodge that is on that ranch. While we were driving we passed an already dead snake. Then we found one that wasn't dead. The Prairie Daddy took care of that. It was an exciting adventure. The Prairie Kid was excited too, especially when the already headless snake kept moving its body all over the gravel. Ewwww.

It tried to strike after the first rock went toward it
Checking it out
Going in for a poke

Learning from Dad

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