Switchin' Flies

By Barney Nelson.
 
I miss my snake. Usually by this time of year a very dehydrated red racer has come out of hibernation to drink and soak his way back to life in my bird water. He always looks like he has drowned and been run-over: flat and half of his body completely submerged under water. But if I go out to check on him, he scoots away. So I've learned to let him soak. I'm not sure why I keep calling HIM a HE. He just always looks mad and if I've got a job for him to do, he runs off. He also drops his old dirty "clothes" just anywhere. But he is actually pink instead of red, so he very well could be a girl.

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