No, not really.
I feel like a huge rock is sitting on my chest.
There’s no irresistible snake lure that anybody knows of except his waiting supper....*if* he’s within range to even smell it and *if* he’s not eating wild mice.
Snakes can’t hear so I can’t even call to him like a dog.
It’s pretty much a situation of helpless despair.
Thanks to you and hubby for your constant support.
You will always have it, my friend.