MY GRANDMOTHER was a ball of fire...

MY GRANDMOTHER was a ball of fire. Grandpa was slow 

and deliberate. One night they were awakened by a 

commotion in the chicken, house. Grandma sprang out of 

bed, ran to the chicken house and found the cause of the 

racket, a large black snake. Having nothing to dispatch it 

with, she clamped her bare foot down on its head. There 

she stood, until Grandpa arrived, a good 15 minutes later. 

He was fully dressed, with every button buttoned, and he 

even had his pocket watch in place. "Well," he said 

cheerfully to my disheveled and enraged grandma, "if I'd 

known you had him, I wouldn't have hurried so."