It was raining all the way from I-90 to OH-11. The trip took about seven hours. The van was loaded with full ammo: potato chips, coke, bottled H2O, donuts, chicharon, tuna sandwich and peanuts.
Finally, sister was glad to see brother.
Before dinner, my sister came running from the garage into the house, screaming "snake, snake." She said as she opened the garage door, the snake was right outside and crawled when she screamed. It was long and black.
Bro-in-law said it could have been just a garden snake; non-poisonous.
Meanwhile, Spike, the house dog, which is a mini pin, still remembers me and jumps at me wherever I go. He checks me in my room every five minutes.
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