Being the lover of snakes that I am, I picked it up and put it into a small, empty, plastic coffee container. Rhiannon was thrilled. Heck, I was thrilled. Speckled King Snakes eat venomous snakes, and we have plenty of copperheads around here and supposedly an occasional timber rattler. So I had Rhiannon hold on to the coffee container and we drove back home. I was going to release it by the house, but then I thought "Homeschooling Project"! I told Rhiannon to put the container on the kitchen counter top while I sought out a more suitable enclosure for the snake. When I found an old plastic bin, I told Rhiannon to bring the container to me so we could release it into it's temporary home. Rhiannon hands me the container and I open it.......to find nothing. As in, empty. As in, no freaking snake. As in, Shit, Paul's gonna throw a fit 'cause there's a snake loose either in the truck or in the house.
I'm obviously a bit anxious now. How did it get out?! I asked Rhiannon if she opened the lid. She looks at me and says "No, Mama". I asked her if she dropped it on accident. "No, Mama." I tell her I won't be mad at her if she did, but if she did, she needed to tell me where and when so we could find the snake. "No, Mama, I just put it on the kitchen counter like you said."
So I go back into the kitchen and what do I see? An identical, empty coffee container. On the kitchen counter top. With a snake inside of it.
To say that I was immensely relieved would be an understatement.
To Be Continued........