For christ's sake, I'm reading this and my wife starts screaming. " What the hells wrong?" "There's a snake out here." "Leave it alone and it'll go away." "The dog is after it!' "Scream!!!" "What the hells wrong?" "She caught it, please come out here and take it away." So I put down my sandwich, go outside to the garden and there's the dog with the snake's head out one side of it's mouth and the tail out the other side and the snake fighting like hell to get away. So I yell at the dog, "Give!!" and she walks over and drops the snake at my wife's feet. By this time I figure it's time to do something about the situation and step on the snakes tail and pick it up by it's head. I start to walk out of the garden with my wife behind me with both hands on my back screaming "kill it", "kill it". I went out to the road ditch and gave it a toss and away it went. All the while my wife is pissed because I didn't kill it. Even when I told her they eat mice and bugs it didn't do any good. The last thing she said to me was "will it come back"? I hope not, now my beers warm.