This may possibly be the stupidest question ever

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Originally Posted by jeffnme

or a even hospital visit!

My brother was over visiting the other day and he grabbed my water bottle and squirted me right in the butt and then told my kids that is was buttcrack sweat!

I wanted to knock him out!

Of course my kids thought it was hillarious! :rofl:

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:rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl:

meme, you just made my day! ROFL

I agree with Jo. Or you could always do the old switch a roo with a burm or afrock. In a year, she will be scared to let the cat around them!! lmao Just kidding of course

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Originally Posted by jeffnme

or a even hospital visit!

My brother was over visiting the other day and he grabbed my water bottle and squirted me right in the butt and then told my kids that is was buttcrack sweat!

I wanted to knock him out!

Of course my kids thought it was hillarious! :rofl:

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lol We call that swamp ass

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Originally Posted by Pork Chops N' Corn Bread

lol We call that swamp ass

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ewww. lol.

that just sounds way bad! ;)

how 'bout just going in a different room and closing the door?:rolleyes:

its not that hard to understand the possibility of one animal harming another so maybe you could work on your explanation then feed it to the wife.

there are many obvious solutions to this very uncomplicated problem...

my :2cent: !

If it were me, I'd just handle the snake alone in a separate room and close the door, or if you do not want to do that, handle it wherever, just don't let it free roam where the cat can get it. If it's warm enough, you can also take it outside for some fresh air, away from the cat.

Thanks for the input guys (and gals). I'm quite sure we will work it out, but most of the problem is the wife not wanting to acknowledge that the cat can harm my girl. So for today, I took her outside to get some exercise (not much exercise for me really) but she enjoyed being able to slither around without worrying about the cat. It is kind of funny actually, we have two cats, and Tika, the white one with black nose and paws is NOT pregnant. Dusty, the black one, is getting quite pregnant, so that may be part of the problem. Tika just sits and watches, and will actually sit in my lap while I hold Sasha. If the pregnant one gets to be too much of a nuisance, the cat's got to go. Not that I don't like cats, mind you, I just like my baby girl a lot more and her safety and well being is paramount.

Another totally unrelated question, but am I the only one here who totally shifted extremes? Two months ago, I was scared :cens0r::cens0r::cens0r::cens0r:less of snakes, and now, I love her to bits. I love just holding her, looking at her pretty markings and watching her do what she does (which generally includes getting all coiled up in my hair. :D

The missus thinks I'm nuts, cause I talk to her and call her my baby girl and that sort of thing. Oh well. I know I am at least a little bit nuts. Thanks to everyone for the advice. From now on, I'll just put the cats outside when Sasha is out.

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Originally Posted by sashasmahbabeh

Thanks for the input guys (and gals). I'm quite sure we will work it out, but most of the problem is the wife not wanting to acknowledge that the cat can harm my girl. So for today, I took her outside to get some exercise (not much exercise for me really) but she enjoyed being able to slither around without worrying about the cat. It is kind of funny actually, we have two cats, and Tika, the white one with black nose and paws is NOT pregnant. Dusty, the black one, is getting quite pregnant, so that may be part of the problem. Tika just sits and watches, and will actually sit in my lap while I hold Sasha. If the pregnant one gets to be too much of a nuisance, the cat's got to go. Not that I don't like cats, mind you, I just like my baby girl a lot more and her safety and well being is paramount.

Another totally unrelated question, but am I the only one here who totally shifted extremes? Two months ago, I was scared :cens0r::cens0r::cens0r::cens0r:less of snakes, and now, I love her to bits. I love just holding her, looking at her pretty markings and watching her do what she does (which generally includes getting all coiled up in my hair. :D

The missus thinks I'm nuts, cause I talk to her and call her my baby girl and that sort of thing. Oh well. I know I am at least a little bit nuts. Thanks to everyone for the advice. From now on, I'll just put the cats outside when Sasha is out.

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The missus is just jealous you spend all your time playing with your snake! :salute:

Haha, and to answer your question, you're not alone. When I moved back home for the summer my mom told me there was no way in heck my snakes were coming with me. All I did was pull out my bp, and forcibly made her hold her for a few seconds, my mom fell in love. Now when I move back out in a month I'mma have to find a way to sneak my gal out without my mom noticing. LOL. Granted my mom isn't too fond of my 6ft boa, as long as it stays atleast 20ft away from her, she's cool. LOL.

My grandma used to run from snakes when she saw them in the yard, the first time she saw my biggest boa(she was about 5 1/2' at the time), she fell in love. She went from freaked out to holding and making me take her out for exercise.

On a side note, I had a couple of the boas out today for exercise in the yard and one of the dogs kept getting too close. I chased her off, she ran around and got tagged in the nose by my 6'+ female Ruby. She learned her leason