I was taking Junior out the backdoor to do his business the other night. I just stood in the doorway talking on the phone with my mom. Junior usually runs straight to the grass, does his thing, and runs back in, but this time he was just standing on the patio sniffing something. I wasn't pay him a bit of attention but knew he wasn't going to the grass to use the bathroom. When I looked down, my brillant dog was playing with a copperhead. UGH. By my screams, you would have thought it was 10 feet long. It was a baby, but that only means there is a momma and daddy. Luckily, my snake killing husband was home to "take care of business".
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