I quickly finished up my paperwork, and, exiting the outhouse, saw Donna running towards me to make sure I had made the same deduction as she had.
I returned to working on the outhouse, enjoying the sound of him dumping and grading the gravel throughout the morning.
Close to lunch, Donna and Mummu and Kenny returned from their preliminary trip to town, and so I helped Mummu out by coming over to her house and eating up three different meals worth of leftovers.
Mummu ordered me out to get it out of her car - something I was more than willing to do, although to be honest, I have never caught a garter snake before in my life, even though I was more than familiar with them.
As I reached out to snatch it up, it darted off the rear seat, under the passenger seat, and up, under the front dash!
I spelunked under the dash, but didn't come to much success. I'm sure that Mummu started talking about calling in a mechanic or exterminator, and I'm equally sure that her next move would have been to sell the car, but Grandpa arrived, and, with me rattling a stick around on the passenger side, he managed to grab the snake from the driver's side and tossed it into the yard.
Mummu breathed a sigh of relief, and she and Donna were off to camp.
Kenny and I hiked out to the driveway to check it out, and then took off into our bush to do some exploring.
After a lovely supper of beans and bread - prepared entirely by Donna - I added two shelves to the outhouse, and opened up the back of our thunder box to accept a different pail. We're still working out our system of composting, but things are falling into place.
Grandpa also dropped off some really interesting rocks he had retrieved from a discarded fireplace. Kenny amused himself greatly using them as a natural xylophone, and then stacking them up to make Inukshuks of various sizes and configurations.