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	<title>Comments on: Time to call Reptile Man &#8211; for real!</title>
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		<title>By: Katherine</title>
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		<description>Jason (8) enjoyed reading this entry...
It reminded me that last night as David and I were driving to our home group I could have sworn I saw a car pass by with a passenger whose neck was adorned with a large snake. I was agog.
We don&#039;t deal much with snakes around our house, but this morning in our downstairs bathroom I trapped a nice light brown spider in a glass, with a piece of paper over the opening, and then tossed it (the spider, not the glass) out into the garden &quot;to play&quot; as my mother would say. I remember many times my mother doing the same when I was young and afraid. Amazing how we grow up and take on all kinds of tasks that used to seem impossible to approach.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jason (8) enjoyed reading this entry&#8230;<br />
It reminded me that last night as David and I were driving to our home group I could have sworn I saw a car pass by with a passenger whose neck was adorned with a large snake. I was agog.<br />
We don&#8217;t deal much with snakes around our house, but this morning in our downstairs bathroom I trapped a nice light brown spider in a glass, with a piece of paper over the opening, and then tossed it (the spider, not the glass) out into the garden &#8220;to play&#8221; as my mother would say. I remember many times my mother doing the same when I was young and afraid. Amazing how we grow up and take on all kinds of tasks that used to seem impossible to approach.</p>
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