Offspring #3 was hiking today at the Ranch. The Ranch is where we pay hundreds of dollars for him to hike and look at goats and make leather moccasins. Well, actually the Ranch is where we pay hundreds of dollars to have him out of the house and away from his siblings for a few hours a week. Money well spent.
Anyway, on the hike he saw a king snake, so he picked it up. Because, and I quote, “Why wouldn’t you pick up a king snake?…..I’m a wild man!”
Yes, there was adult supervision. Right next to him, apparently………
(Leonard is really drinking more for my husband on this one. He’s never been fond of snakes since his parents took him at age five to a zoo in Africa where he witnessed a snake eating a goat. A goat just about the same size as a five year old child ..….)