Well kids, Uncle Ted has lived to tell another unbelievable story yet again. Rather than start another thread I'll just post it here on this one that I hijacked ten days ago.
My surgery went very well and I am healing much quicker and better than I did from my December procedure which was rough to say the least. This morning I got a call from my urologist's office and was informed that the pathologists report found no cancer cells in the tissue that was examining. just calcified debris from the earlier operation. Lord willing I won't have a recurrence but I must continue with periodic examinations lest "the weeds" start to return.
So today was beautiful outside and I went to the shop to build some fin jigs. While some glue was drying I decided to run the push mower around the area as the grass had gotten out of hand during all the rain. On the second or third pass I looked down near my future burn barrel and there it was, a two foot long copperhead snake! Now I actually appreciate the work that snakes do in controlling the rodents but this one displayed a bad attitude. It coiled up and made a strike in my direction, baring it's fangs. Bad move. I retreated to my shop and located my trusty ax. One swing, one kill.
Looks like now I'll have to get some rat traps.
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