Mind of a Dumerils Boa:
/hiding in substrate, eyes peeping out
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Leg Thing comes in with dead rat
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Door opens, dead rat dangles in front of face.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Don't move.
SUDDENLY!!! launch 6 feet/8 pounds of huge gaping creepy maw at dead rat, miss it by several inches, slam against open plexiglass sliding door, scare "mom" into screaming like a girl, dropping dead rat and flinging tongs to who-knows-where.
Casually pick up dead rat.
Bizarrely decide dead rat needs strangled more dead.
Go into alligator-like "death roll" for no apparent reason.
Throw now much deader dead rat in water bowl.
Drag dead rat out of water bowl, slopping as much water everywhere as possible
Stare coldly and directly at Leg Thing whilst slowly, intentionally swallowing huge dead rat.
Imply thinly veiled threat.
Yawn widely just to remind Leg Thing of huge, creepy gaping maw, in case she forgot.
Go to bed.
Resume waiting.









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