Kitty actually brought her home, much like she does with mice and I got her to drop Marley. I first thought it was dead until I saw a flick of tongue. I took her in and worked on treating the wounds and kept her on paper towels while I treated her wounds until they were at least closed and gave her actual bedding.

I don't think she was that old, I know a couple of weeks before I relocated a good sized red sided garter that was nearly a meter long closer to the woods. We only have a couple of spieces of garter here in KS, the Checkered, Plains, and the Common or Redsided like its called out here.