So the other day my boyfriend comes home and takes out the snake (He looves him now, it's awesome. Calls me at work to ask if he can take him out and everything! :D)
http://mousch.zoto.com/img/45/34e45e...b0e21aaa1-.jpg
They chill for a bit
Then... what's this?! Orey gets a present!
http://mousch.zoto.com/img/45/3256cc...14358b61f-.jpg
"yeah this is great and all..."
http://mousch.zoto.com/img/45/1f455d...ab81e8b2a-.jpg
"OMG A BOX!!!!"
http://mousch.zoto.com/img/45/c4040a...1375c9b11-.jpg
"This box shall be my domain! They don't call us royals for nothing you know! Now bow!"
Noticing he was getting a little mad with power over his box, I referred him to some reading material
http://mousch.zoto.com/img/45/96192d...ca7d01842-.jpg
Thus humbled, he returned home. You'd figure a snake named after Orwell would understand these things! Sheesh!