The other night I dreamed that Pam and I were about to enter a little shed of some kind, and a big snake was in the middle of the shed. I backed away as the snake slithered out toward us. I’m sure I was taking a protective stance around my wife. But Pam walked toward the snake, leaned down, snatched it around the neck with one lightning stab of her right hand, and then picked up the snake with the left hand.
My wife never ceases to amaze me.
