THE CATALYSTneighbors (closely related to the Lizard King)
Tarzan roommate
roomie's dodgeball helmet (the snake loves it, we're pretty sure anyway)
free of dreads for 1st time in 3 yrs.
Crocodile Hunter moment in my living room:
So, this afternoon I left the cage open, cause I'm really on top of my shit. The neighbors came over. 'Where's the snake??' SHITTTTTTTTTTTT.
'Oh, there's his tail, disappearing down the heater-hole. Grab it, quick.'
OH, he's going to fight. GRRRRRREAT. A flashlight, three helpers, sore muscles, a sweaty brow, and ten minutes later, we got the cranky bastard back in our clutches. I think I'll leave him in the cage for a few days.
Need I note that sticking my hand down a hole to grope for a snake's head that hates me while holding his whipping musclature in my other hand was not something my snake-phobia would have imagined when I moved in. Goes to show you can change anything.