Dang. I lost the snake.

[AnitaS]

Feeling guilty that I hadn't taken the snake out of the tank enough lately, I drew him a warm bath [yeah, he pooped in it], and then wrapped him around my neck and went off to watch Moses. With him still on my neck, I went up to the store for a quick purchase [wearing a light jacket that zips up to the chin]. Nobody noticed him.

THEN, I made dinner, ate it, and tired of him on my neck at this point threw him on the couch where I also laid down and took the "after dinner" position. I just woke up and have no idea where he is.

I have a call in to #1 for suggestions on where to look.

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[DigitalAngel]

How about some place warm and dark? Behind the couch near a heat vent? In a closet? If you have any mice, it may have gone hunting.

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[AnitaS]

#1 returned my call and told me that he's probably IN the couch. She said she'd lost another snake once and they didn't find him until they cut the couch open. It just doesn't make sense to me that something with a belly 4" in diameter can make himself so small that he can wiggle into 1" spaces, but she said he can. He flattens out like a cartoon character, it seems.

She'll be over [probably on Monday] with a mouse that she'll rub all over the couch in an attempt to lure him out. #2 flies in tomorrow, so she can help me move the couch to see if he's underneath.

My life is just one guilty moment after another lately.

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[Jack Booted Thug]

For shame. Have you ever lost any other dependents?

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[AnitaS]

Well, actually, #2 decided to go to the bathroom while we were in Sears once. *I* was frenzied, and SHE simply walked up and said, "Hi. I'm back." Then there was the time that #3 felt left out because he'd not been taken to Ballet with the girls, so let himself out of the backyard and ended up on a busy street with a truck-driver holding onto his hand. [The whole neighborhood was out on bicycles looking for him.]

Sometimes it amazes ME that the three of them lived to adulthood. [sigh] And to think that after all these years I could be jailed for losing a snake.

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[Paper or Plastic]

It could be worse, Anita. When I first read your subject heading, I avoided opening this thread for hours because I thought you meant ekanS was dead.

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[Jack Booted Thug]

Knowing Anita, I was pretty sure she had misplaced the reptile.

However, her near death post in the Saloon did make me a little apprhensive.

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[AnitaS]

I DID NOT misplace him. He was happily crawling around my legs before I fell asleep. I might confess to being the power-hungry bitch who FORCED him to stay in the warm tub of water I'd drawn, and he MAY have resented me for that, but "diving into the couch" isn't a solution acceptable to any psychiatrists *I* know. [Well, IF I knew any!]

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[Jack Booted Thug]

Oho, the sordid truth is beginning to come out.

Forcing the cold-blooded thing to stay in an environment that it was not comfortable with and then making it worship at your feet. Didn't you also mention that you concealed Ekans in your clothing while you paraded around a store. What kind of depraved woman are you?

Frankly, I'm surprised that your daughter is not teaching abnormal psychology instead of struggling with it.

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[AnitaS]

Frankly, I'm surprised that your daughter is not teaching abnormal psychology instead of struggling with it.

Heh...me, too! She sure has enough ammunition to understand this stuff.



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