Yesterday while I was mulching the leaves, there was an accident. This little baby snake got caught up in the process. I thought it was actually dead but it wasn't.
It was however, injured.
The boys were pretty upset by it and decided that we should take care of it, so it can get better.
This little guy or girl is only a few inches long. I wanted to embrace and encourage my kids compassion for even the smallest among mother nature's creatures.
I pulled an old aquarium out of the basement and set up a nice little *temporary *home. The goal being to release it in the spring.
I use to have snakes when I was younger so I know how to care for them. I also figured that with the whole Gavin thing hanging heavy on the boys, this may be something for them to focus on.
Since last night, it does seem to be getting better.
Time will tell and I explained to the boys that we may not be able to save it but that we can try.
Even if the boys didn't know about the snake, I would have done the same thing anyway. I'm soft like that and have a respect for all living things.
