We're keeping my brother's Jack Russell Terrier, Cady, this week. I tried to warn our backyard snakes and lizards and bugs before she arrived, because Cady is a successful hunter. Our backyard is busy with life, and Cady likes to hunt and/or chase the things that live in our backyard.
The sight of a grass snake in my flowerbeds always makes me scream like a tween girl; when we keep Cady I know she's saving me from another one of those "I didn't know a 215 pound grown man could sound like a 12-year-old girl at a Justin Beiber concert" moment.
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