A few days ago, whilst I was babysitting, my nephews came to me, upset, because they had seen a snake. I asked them to show it to me.
Whatever kind it was, it wasn't poisonous. I'm no expert, but I can tell a poisonous from a venomous.
"Kill it, Nanny. Kill it."
"It's not poisonous."
My best guess was a rat snake, although I'm not sure:
|^Here it is^|
Yesterday, we saw a snake on the road. Mom wanted to turn around and run it over. I can understand wanting to kill it, but really? You want to kill it on merit of the fact it exists?
I always found that sort of cruel. Not just the "good" snakes, but the "bad" ones too take care of pests. They're population control for rodents. I hate rodents. I don't have the phobia my mother and sister do, but I don't like them. I'd rather a snake than a rat.
Anyway, since I'm talking animal rights.