so... James come rushing into the house, telling me to come quickly.. poppet had caught a snake. I said, "oh no, what kind?" "I don't know," he exclaimed, "I need help, I just know she caught a snake!" I grabbed my shoes and went flying outside, praying it would not be a copperhead. We rounded the house, and saw her barking and stomping around and generally carrying on about her prey. James had grabbed a giant stick and was slowly advancing. I rushed on past and stopped in my tracks when I saw the dreaded snake was not a snake, but a unfortunate bumble bee who was trapped down in the grass. James realized his error, and freed the bee who flew away to his bee home