Anthony Pelligrino, age 13.
Fortunately, I have not seen any snakes as yet! Last year there was a small snake in the carport but I understand it was 'endangered' ~ by my DH's square point shovel. He hates snakes!
I'm ambivalent about snakes. The initiation into the fourth grade at Bullhead City, AZ (1945) included a student inserting a small king snake into your lift-top desk. If you yelled, or screamed you were labeled a "powder puff." Well, when I pulled out the snake instead of the book I was reaching for, I didn't let go... I didn't scream. WORSE I sped out of the schoolroom, which held all 8 grades, across the school yard, and to my home. . .unfortunately I still had the wiggly snake firmly in my little fist! Mom opened the door....and....closed it in my face. I could hear the muffled voice, "put it down, put it down." But I didn't, I kept it as a pet! So they lost their 'initiation' snake...and had to come up with a new initiation rite. Sliding down the rocky bank behind the school on a piece of corrugated aluminum!
In memory of the incident and because our Pastor's boy, Anthony, is a snake fancier I tatted a snake (Animal Bookmarks: A Tatted Zoo ~ Dianna Stevens, HandyHands). I will give it to Anthony next Sunday ~ with the promise NOT to frighten his toddler sister with it ~ I know boys all too well! Anthony BTW adores his little sister, Faith.