She really likes to 'ride' around on my neck. I was sitting at my computer and she was looking around and flickering her tounge and was happy and a clam. I didn't do any jerky moovements that I remember, but I remember that her tail was pointed downward in the middle of my chest. She slowly moved it up slowly, and the next think I know she was sqeezing my neck. The more my veins in my neck pulsated, I felt like the more she constricted. She wasn't agry, or agitated, infact, I think she was just making her self comfortable.

Anyway, I tried to gently pull her away from my neck and she resisted. When I tried to stand up, I became lightheaded and realized I was intouble. I called for my wife. She ran over and petted her gently while locating her head, and gentling pulling the front of her body away from the rest of her body. It probably took a good 3 - 4 minutes to remove the animal, and I felt naseated from the restriction of air.

I don't think she every knew why she had to be removed my body so quickly, and it has never changed the way I felt about her or having her. She is an incredibly beautiful animal, and we love her dearly. At almost 21 years old, she probably one of the oldest BP that I seen around.

It made me have a ton of respect for their strenghth, their magestic beauty and their inate instincts.