Our dearist Nathan Oleson!!! The other night, Nate left to go get some beer. A friend, Gunnar and I were sitting on the porch as he came up the walk, I could see something in his hand but couldn't tell what it was. As he got closer I figured it out and ran inside the house as Nate dropped the darn snake on the porch. The bull-snake was a little upset that he was cornered and grazed Nate's hand with his fangs. (That will teach ya!) Anyway, between my friend, Gunnar, the dog and myself it was a little scary and I don't consider myself scared of snakes but I think I've seen enough for awhile.