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    The Snake Wrangler

    As you all know, I am married to one tough cowboy. He is a former bull rider. A former bronc rider. He is tough.  And he is mean. He’s not really mean.  But don’t tell his high school students that. He is my protector.  Not afraid of anything. Anything…except… SNAKES.  Any snakes.  Little snakes, big snakes, good snakes, bad snakes. Wait. Are there any good snakes? The other day, Wranglers was working in the garden and I was watering flowers. The dogs started pitching a fit, which I didn’t pay any attention to. But Wranglers was on immediate alert. He yelled at me.  Which I didn’t pay any attention to.…