I don't like snakes. Especially snakes that are huge. They cause me to scream while others chase after them. You can tell me how beneficial they are all day long but I still don't like them. And I'll still scream. End of story.
Completely separate from the last picture, but again, it is for the record...
Brent joined the men and helped at our "community farm" during the castration of a couple of pigs. Yep! And we don't even have pigs! But, we were there to be a part of it. Should we be proud?