The first snake

Almost a year to the day we found our first snake. Chad and Lily found it dead on the dirt road. Upon hearing the news Luke raced out to inspect for himself. I went along to document. I imagined that he'd poke it around a bit and then leave it be.






















Naw. He picked that baby right up and brought it home to stare at it. Not a moments hesitate to touch it. I put a brave smile on so as to encourage his fearlessness. Personally, I do not possess that kind of fearlessness, but I love it in my boy.















He and Lily wiled away a lovely Saturday examining that bad boy from top to bottom. Luke wanted to keep it as a pet. FYI, we still just have one pet.