back in the day

remember back in the day when you wanted a snake and your mom freaked, well i remember that day. i begged and pleaded and now i am an owner of a couple of snakes, how did you convince you parents. This is just a post for old time sake and might help a few young "herpers" convince their parents, everybody has a different way tell yours!

No convincing on my part. My first snake was an eastern hognose my dad found for me :D

It took three years and a free snake from my step-dad's co-worker. I still can't get her to agree to another but she doesn't seem to mind my CWD (no convincing for that, we went for a Guinea Pig, walked out with a CWD. xD While yeah it was an impulse buy, my step-dad is a total lizard person and has owned two before.) Ugh... I'm just hoping that another free snake will pop up soon....

My mom said "No, I don't want to have to take care of it."

I tried to get one for 7 years. then I moved out, and got one. Now I have 3 and am planning on owning at least 5.

lol how convienent of this thread... im trying to convince my mom... im even selling my beloved time and money abosorbing reef aquarium to convince her and to make room for one... after i sell it she really has no choice.... and im paying for all of it!!!!

I snuck a gartersnake into my house once when I was little. My mom was not happy to find it living in my terrarium and he had to go. It was just a little one :D

She's deathly afraid. I couldn't convince her.

Within a month of having my own place I had a snake. In 3months I had 3. :P

The pattern didn't continue. I've managed to hold off on more for a year but now I'm looking for a baby red tail. Snakes are like potatoe chips you can't just have one.

mine really wasn't my parents they where pretty cool about it was my wife but now she loves hold them and watching them just doesn't like to watch them eat just the other day i came home from work and had the big bp around her neck i was so happy:D

took moving out on my own and begging my wife for 4 yrs

I begged, pleaded and did everything that you can imagine from the time that I was ten trying to convince my snake-a-phobe mother to let me have a snake, but to no avail. I finally snuck a pair of garter snakes into my bedroom (I slept in the basement). One of them got out and showed up a year later upstairs in one of my mother's shoes! I continued to beg and plead with her. Finally, after I wrote a report on why I should have a snake and got notes from several of my teachers explaining my dedication to reptiles, she let me have one! The rest is history. So, my advice to anyone in the same predicament is to show your earnestness, your dedication and your passion for the hobby. This might just win that stubborn parent over.

couldn't do it.

it took moving out and being fortunate enough to be married to someone that doesn't mind too much.

She's even going to let me have two.

It actually isn't the snake that bothers her. She just doesn't like the frozen mice in the freezer. She thinks they are cute and feels bad for them.