but did I listen? Nooooooooooo and I regretted it. The dogs were barking, Ki, Junior and Squiggie were baying, barking, singing a wild dog song. Knowing my dog's barks I heard, "Danger!"
As I approached the Borders joined the melee. Rarely vocal, the Borders assessed the situation quickly. With a simple no nonsense motion, Lil stepped in, silently, swiftly removed the snake, ending the canine chorus with one deadly shake. Ki and Squiggs jumped in for their piece...of the Copperhead. Within fifteen seconds of my arrival, the poisonous snake lay in pieces so scattered I couldn't determine the original size. All that mattered was one less poisonous snake.
During Junior's first poisonous snake encounter he acted safely and cautiously while trying to remove the snake from between the rock and the fence post. The three from the small team darted in, grabbed and retreated. Then came Lil, Big Bad Lil, never one to waste a motion, she quickly extracted and executed the snake in one whiplash move.
Ki, foaming at the mouth, from the terrible taste of a poison snake, dropped her piece but gained another during the farm dog dance of success. The barking had ended. The words, Good Dogs, were spoken generously.
I returned to the house, proud of my little pack of farm dogs, doing their job well...and still kicking myself for having no camera!