yikes!
Here's a snake story for ya. Last summer, we were sitting outside enjoying the warm, summer evening. I'm lounged out in the zero gravity chair when, out of the corner of my eye, I see Sam nose poking something on the ground. I launch myself out of the chair to find out what's up. He's about 20 feet away from me. As I get closer, the nose pokies become more violent. Now I'm worried. I approach him within a few seconds and there's a snake! I immediately scream (yes scream) LEAVE IT! He jumps about 5 feet in the air and quickly runs to my side. (sorry about that Sam. You must know that mom really dislikes snakes). After my frantic calls to DH, he relocates the snake, all 12 inches, far away from us. :roflmao:
So, yeah I strongly dislike snakes.