Snake Hunt

The kids and I went for a walk in the woods the other day and while I do my best to avoid anything snake-y while in nature's bounty, Jamie made it his personal mission to find one. 

I suppose we were nature walking at cross purposes.

I have fond memories of watching "Mutual of Omaha's Wild Animal Kingdom" with naturalist Marlin Perkins and his sidekick Jim Fowler. Marlin was very informative, but also pretty bossy and did stuff like watch from a safe distance while Jim wrestled the angry boa constrictor.

I think that Jamie was hoping that his snake hunter assistant would take on the role of "Jim."

Unfortunately, she had a hard time remembering if she was hunter of snakes or dinosaurs. 

Also. I'm pretty sure that "Wild Kingdom's" Jim hardly ever wore pink hair bows while snake hunting, so the similarities between Rosie and Jim may have been a stretch.

Could you guess who won the battle between Jamie's committed search for a snake and my general avoidance of them?

Instead of wrestling the snake, Rosie took charge of crowd control so that Jamie can snake handle without distraction.

While Jamie was determined to find a snake, he was woefully unprepared to catch one, so when he was looking at Mr. Snake eye to eye, scooping him up bare handed gave him the willies.

However, he was determined to cuddle Mr. Snake, so he did what any great hunter would do and quickly removed his socks, using them as makeshift gloves. 

I think that this was a quick lesson in humility for Mr. Snake to find himself suddenly trapped by tube socks.

Jamie was making big plans to bring Mr. Snake home, keep him bedside in an aquarium and make him a loving member of the family when his older cool cousin came to my rescue.

Big Cool Cousin happens to be a snake expert and  convinced Jamie that Mr. Snake needed to stay in the woods with his snake parents and snake friends.

"Oh darn, but he's right..."  I agreed, he will be far happier here then in your bedroom.

 

 Cool Cousin also told Jamie that he didn't really need tube sock gloves to snuggle the Mr. Snake.

Jamie enjoyed the company of Mr. Snake with brave bare hands for awhile longer before releasing him back into his natural habitat.

Go slither in peace Mr. Snake...

Thank you very much for spending some time with us,

sorry about the misuse of socks. I hope it didn't cause you any permanent emotional damage.