I don’t HATE snakes, but I sure don’t like them around. The simple mantra around here “you come in (uninvited), you die“. (The end of the finger points out an upside down dead ring snake. The woodshed, being on the north of side of the house, is less conducive to snake habitat as it doesn’t bake in the sun)
It’s not complicated.
It feels good to be organizing the woodshed to boot
