I think I was around 12 or 13, which was a long time ago. My father hated snakes. I kept a bunch of rat snakes hidden in my closet and under my bed in boxes. They actually did quite well and a had them for quite some time. However..... One day my father needed something and went looking for it in my closet..... He killed every one of those animals. To this day I have not forgotten and I don't blame him. It is my fault the animals died. I broke the rules. The animals paid.