My husband loves all animals but he'd never had a snake until me. His family is southern and very old fashioned. His parents are both super religious and kinda have that "Snakes are evil vessels for the devil" bull:cens0r::cens0r::cens0r::cens0r: going on. He likes our rehab snakes but depending on their status and origin they don't get handled as often. Now that we have our own he's enamoured as heck. He's bonded with our little garter snake and she's his baby. She likes to sit on his glasses and hang out so he just enjoys having her there while he watches tv or plays games. I constantly catch him looking over at her enclosure and making kissy faces or calling her cute. It's really adorable.
My Grandma is also a snake convert, from my Dad. He had snakes in his room from the time he was a teenager and when he grew up to be a Herp she wasn't surprised. She made a fuzzy safe ballsack for Snoot to help calm him and loves to just wander my snake room when she visits to see any new rehabs that have come in. Since I keep their stats pinned with their enclosures she'll spend time just stopping to read each sheet and comment things like "Oh wow, you've grown so much! I'm so proud of you!" to them. It's wonderful to see.
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