your first time

do you remember the first snake you ever saw?
mine was some time in 60's in the yard with my dad, we saw a garter snake on the drive way and he got a hoe and choped it up, but just the sight of the snake
go me started on the road to keeping them and never let dad do that again.

Don't remember many "wild" experiences with snakes when I was a kid...as an adult after moving to Houston, however... :) Our backyard butts up to a small body of water, so I've run into a few while mowing the lawn. Stepped on one in high grass and thought it was a log until it slithered away! Lucky for me it wasn't a water moccasin...our dog "found" a baby water moccasin a few years ago but fortunately had the where-withal to leave it alone. Cute little bugger putting on a tough-guy act! It did the trick, though, the dog and I took off in the opposite direction!

My absolute worst experience with a snake happened shortly after we moved into our house...I was mowing the lawn (again). I was weed-wacking along the edge of the house and accidentally hit a small (garter?) snake...I was devastated! :( It was probably the first time I had held/seen a snake up close and I was just mesmerized. Not too long after that, a fellow co-worker brought his normal BP to the clinic and it was love at first sight! That marked the beginning of the obsession... :gj:

I was around 6 I think, found a corn snake brought it inside but Mom wouldn't let me keep it.

My dad used to bring home Cal Kings, ratsnakes, cornsnakes. So I was introduced to snakes at a very young age, around 5 or 6.

i was in kindergarten (and i still cant spell, go figure) and saw an ETB at the zoo, and i have wanted one ever since...still havnt gotten one, but im still working my way up.

Also, my neighboor when i was a kid (from 6-14) had all sorts of snakes, kings, milk, ball pythons, and who knows what else, he was secretive, but i always wanted to see them :D

i used to always find and play with garters as a kid. dont really remember a certain age but i was really young

i have always been fascinated by animals so, i really cant pinpoint which time in my life that i have first loved snakes. but, i do remember when the first time i held my BP. it was magical when she slithered around my arm i felt scared but yet, it was kinda soothing. the way she slithered calmed my nerves, as if, i was being massaged.

from then on, sasha, from then on, sasha has become a help in my times of stressfulness and she does seem to respond.

when i was kid i would always find garters around my babysiters house and i liked to chase and catch em.

my sisters bf found a gopher snake a long time ago. but the snake that got me interested in BPs was the bumblebee :gj::gj::gj:!!

not too interested in other snakes though :weirdface.. i like hots and BPs. and the huge snakes of course :bow:. i'm a lizard guy :gj:

I'm a Southern Boy raised in the country so..Nope..Snakes have always been a part of every day life..

The first snakes I remember are ones I would find in the yard when I was little and I'd pick them up and bring them inside. My mom would let me keep them for a couple hours tops and then make me release them back where I found them. After googling them just now, I've discovered them to be rough earth snakes, a non-venomous native species. They were all over my mom's front and back yards when I was growing up though I haven't seen many lately, though that could just be because I'm not running around the yard overturning rocks, the wooden garden separators, and anything else my little hands could grab hold of. Haha now that I think about it, after that I started on lizards with fire belly newts when I was about 7 or 8... and that was my last reptile until a year and a half ago when my bf renewed my interest in herps and snakes.

I've been fascinated by animals since before I can remember, so no real "first time" experience :confuzd: However, some of my fondest childhood memories are going out to the swamps and grass fields around them with two buckets. One for snakes (garters, some of them were so pretty!) and another one for frogs. I remember accidentally dropping a frog in the snake bucket once and watching the beastie gobble it down butt first. The little frog's head was sticking out of the snake's mouth, looked absolutely wicked! Poor girl who would accompany me sometimes was horrified though :rolleyes: