"We got a pet."
We have no pets, in fact my efforts to talk "the man" into a dog have been for not.
"What pet would that be?"
"We found a snake! It is so cool mom, we made it a bed and took it for a ride and tomorrow I am gonna feed it."
Feeling my skin begin to crawl, but ever the supportive Mom.
"That is great Honey, now go to sleep......A, um, you did wash your hands right?"
"You will get home right now and get your pet out of my yard!!!"
"Snakey! Snakey is back?"
"Mom, are you sure that he was here?"
"YES! I will come and get you if I see him again."
Off they all go, back to play and await Snakey's next apperance which did not take too long. First time around the yard with the lawn mower, Snakey decides to make his apperance. That was it, me or the snake. Luckily for them my kids were coming in the back door or he was going to see what my mower does to stray things.
"Mom, do not mow Snakey!!!"
So as I mow, my kids happily play with Snakey, loving him, putting him around their necks and using the cut grass to make him a nice home in the wagon.
When it is time for Maddie to go home we let her take "Snakey" to show what fun things you get to play with at our house. Her parents were less then thrilled.
Out there, somewhere in my vast yard, there is a snake - Snakey. I am sure that he does a very good job eating bugs. I am sure that he does have a purpose other than scaring me. I know that at some point I might have to resolve my issues with him, although I am sure that he is unaware of any issues between us. But for now I would be quite content to just have him venture into anothers yard and find a safe refuge there, but that is not the way of my life. Once plagued I know that I will be visited yet again by our snakey friend.
Anyone want a snake?