That reminds me of when Crowley was staying at my parents place due to my apartment flooding. I was sitting in a chair and put plastic (the stuff used for painting) on the chair in case he decided to pee, well after an hour of him being on me I was convinced he would of peed by then if he was going to pee. So I sat on the couch beside both my parents which wasn't covered and of course not even 10 minutes pass and he pees all over the couch. I felt terrible about it. I was bringing Crowley back up to his enclosure so I can come back and clean the pee. I made it right in front of his tank when he decided to poop on my boob. I guess he really didn't want to get his "house" soiled. By the time I was done cleaning the poop off of me as best I could, I went back downstairs to find that my mom had taken care of the pee. I still felt so bad for Crowley peeing on their perfectly nice and also expensive couch. Snakes go when they gotta go.Originally Posted by Awesomethepossum
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