Heard the cats "talking" in the master bathroom and opened the door to find them batting a terrified field mouse between them. I got a dustpan and the mouse hopped right in and stayed perfectly still as I carried him out of the house and let him go in the desert behind our yard.
Since I was up, I went to feed the chickens. Tipped over their water bowl and a little snake slithered out. I yelped. Once I realized it was a gopher snake, I explained that it was welcome to stay as long as it ate mice. 30 minutes later, the hens were harassing the poor snake so much that I grabbed the dustpan and relocated the snake. Rural living at it's finest.
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