I'm a SUCKER...

for my kids anyway. So when my biggest boy looked up at my with his piercing blue eyes and asked me to catch a snake for him a COULDN'T refuse. I tried to think of an excuse why I should trap the the cold-blooded creature slithering up my driveway, but Buddy was too convincing. He REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to show it to Daddy, and secretly I did too.
So, I sent Buddy running inside the house to find me a plastic container. When he returned with something big enough for a few tablespoons of salad dressing, I sent for reinforcements. Bailey was quick to find a slightly bigger tupperware, approximately 4inx7in. It was small, but at this point we were wasting time. I quickly got on the ground next to the snakes head and carefully pushed his body into the other side. No, I am not BRAVE, I am CRAZY. If I had taken more than a second to think about it I never would have attempted it, but those blue eyes beckoned.
Our new snake sat at the top of the driveway all afternoon until Daddy came home. Ans what do you know, he was DEAD. Yep, I can obviously catch them, but I would not do a good job keeping them as pets- THANK GOODNESS!

Here he is... just looking at the picture make me shiver. What was I thinking?