My dad is terrified of snakes. I didn't know that until I got my first ball python when I was 18. I felt terrible because I used to bring snake books home from school and the library and have him read them to me. They were like NatGeo books with real pictures. I had stuffed animal snakes and those plastic and rubber ones but no real ones.

My dad, terrified as he is, will still come into my apartment, and Charlie's enclosure is in the living room. We're making progress!