Monday, May 14, 2007

A Snake Named Dianne

This one is for dadda because he is brave enough to pick up a snake.

Do you know what I have in my yard? A snake nest! It's under the Charlie Brown Christmas tree. We were playing on the grass and all the sudden there was a snake. He tried to bite dadda and he just kept striking. Dadda put him in a box and I said we should take that snake and let it free in the wild.

So McCall came and we goed to the field and let the snake go. I wish I could keep it but mumma said we already have lizards and frogs so we don't need a snake. But I miss that snake and I named her Dianne. Maybe someday I will see her again.

1 Comments:

At 8:26 AM, Anonymous Steph said...

Bridger,
Dadda was a brave guy and Mumma is right. Snakes belong somewhere other than your yard. Most snakes would rather play in the wilds than with children. You could draw a picture of Dianne and then you would be able to remember her.
Love ya,
Steph

 

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