Trapped

I never knew Stacey to be such a fearless snake catcher.

Perhaps what tricked me was the way she leaped aside, with a deep inhale, each time we saw a wire or rope along our running routes, mistaking it for a real snake.

Regardless, I was mistaken. Stacey was not going to let this big ol' milk snake rain on our time in the backyard.

From here she put the top on and carried the snake away into the woods.

I couldn't even get close enough to it to take a good photo!