I have been known to fight for a snake's life with Shark, my too-well-fed cat.
Snake pops up out of dead leaf pile. Grandchildren scream. Grandma picks up snake, a garter, not a python. Puts snake on her lap, begins singing a "snakey song". Everyone's in line, wanting the next turn. All fear gone.
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