Theo is a TERRIBLE gift giver. Just plain awful. I tried to ignore this little gift but I was irrationally afraid that it would slither onto the couch and down my shirt. I let Theo play with it a little longer hoping he would bring it back outside, and then left the door open just in case it saw fit to escape. THEN! I looked out the door only to find Theo trotting up the steps with a bigger, longer and more squirmy snake than before and I don't think I've ever moved quicker in my life. I slammed the door as hard as I could and stood on the couch praying the first snake hadn't suddenly made a move while I was otherwise occupied. I looked like a total crazy person. After listening to Theo cry to come in, I went around front (to make sure he didn't have anything in his evil cat mouth) and let him in and told him he needed to find the snake! I made a frantic call to Keith and he told me to be brave and try to get rid of it. Once I spotted the snake in a vulnerable position I put my brave-girl pants on and got a shovel, scooped him into a bag and set him free. I only screamed like... twice. and now my house is (hopefully) snake free. and now Theo doesn't get anymore outside time, because he's clearly perfected his snake catching skills and I'm NOT letting him get anymore practice.
Hope everyone else is having a great Friday... now I'm just thinking about all those great things I could have been doing during those 2 hours I spent worried about a snake.