goddaughter is very iffy about them. Her mom hates them, her brother's scared of them, Dad only worries about venomous ones and I'm on his side. Not long ago he found a snake about, oh, 15" long in the garage. Between trying to decide if it was a 'get rid of it' or 'take it away from the house somewhere'(Mom wasn't home) it got a bit exciting, and g-daughter was very excited. Finally got a good-enough look to be certain it wasn't venomous, which changed the mission to 'take it away'; he finally got it pinned and I grabbed it. With g-daughter asking loudly and anxiously did I know what I was doing?(no, I didn't actually answer that)
Once got it a ways from the house and released in the grass, got back to find that g-daughter was now giving Dad hell for possibly hurting the snake she's still halfway scared of. We explained that a snake like that can't hurt you, and they eat bugs.
Pause for thought.
"What kind of bugs?"
"Crickets and grasshoppers mostly, right now."
"I don't like grasshoppers..."
She's much more sympathetic to Johnny No-Legs now.
By the way, if you're not familiar with where I got that name: where else?