Well, not the type that Kyla hunts, that’s for sure! We don’t have those kinda snakes here in the UK. Ours are little bitty grass snakes, but boy did it make Her scream! She masked it by screeching at Bobby to “wait!” “wait!” There was about a trillion of these little human “yaps” whilst Bobby scurried after said “snake”. Then She took off in a fast scurry to catch up with Bob. The “snake” circled a tree, popped it’s head out to see where Bobby was, saw him still following, and so wriggled away deeper into the undergrowth. Phew!
Bobby then concluded that there were “snakes in the grass” all over the place, and not to be outdone, Finlay wanted to find his own snake. Thank goodness he didn’t succeed with that.
Me, Gus, I just watched it all from a distance.
Talking it all in my stride …….
(PS – no photos: snake too quick, She to screechy to act sensibly!)