After a few minutes a small, 3 inch, green frog came walking out of the can, traversing down the length of the snake’s back, like he was on some bridge over the abyss in The Lord of the Rings!
It was only 7 p.m. The E.R. was empty. How strange! Then a young 8-month-old brown and tan Doberman girl was rushed in because she had been bitten on the upper right muzzle by a rattlesnake. The snake in question fit in a Zip-Loc sandwich bag because he (or she) was one of the Spring crop of baby Rattlers.
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