Bogie and I were out for our walk early yesterday morning when we saw a dead snake in the road. Naturally, Bogie had to stop and pay his respects.  Then yesterday afternoon Bogie wanted outside, and I went with him, just to be sure he didn't get into any trouble.  He sniffed about twenty thousand blades of grass before he did his business, and then the two of us turned to walk back to the house, and, yup, there was another snake.  A big one–right on our patio!  A big, colorful snake.  I grabbed Bogie, leaped over the snake and raced into the house.  Unfortunately, I didn't think to take the snake's picture.  In looking at pictures of Florida snakes on the Internet, I believe it was a copperhead, and copperheads are poisonous! I think it's time Wayne and I consider heading back to Washington state!