Brett was in charge of Ruby this afternoon on his break between classes while I worked on the outdoor swing on our back porch. He decided to bring her out since the weather was so nice and laid her on the picnic blanket left out from the afternoon before. (Can you see where this is going?) I had been in and out getting all of my supplies and hardly paying attention to the two of them when all of a sudden I hear Brett, who is on his knees next to Ruby trying to spread the folded blanket out even more, say in a surprisingly calm but loud voice, " Um, do you see this?"
Apparently our largest garter snake had been snoozing in the fold of our picnic blanket. When I turned around to look I saw it slither right up to and around little Ruby's bald head. I'd be lying if I told you my first reaction was to scream, "Pick her up!" but instead I thought about grabbing my camera. That's bad, I know. Somehow my snake tolerance has tripled these last two weeks so I just watched it slither off towards the usual snake hideout under the house. Had it been a dangerous variety I'm sure that whole scene would've played out quite differently but she didn't even realize it was happening.
Moral of the story: Check your folds, people.