Big Guy announced right after Sunday School that he had a craving for quesadillas. What an easy lunch request to fulfill. It didn't take long to get lunch ready and we were all sitting around the dining room table.
It was a typical lunch. Talking. Laughing. Discussing what our plans were for the rest of the day. Right towards the end of lunch I felt something under my foot. Something weird. I pushed my chair back and looked under the table.
"Boys! What is that?!?!?"
All three boys looked while I back WAY up.
Big Guy reached under the table and grabbed up the snake which had been under my feet and I had just stepped on.
There had been a snake under my dining room table!
The guys seem to think that the cat brought it in as a "present". All I know is that if the cat brings in anymore "presents, the snake won't be the only thing that is dead!