We always had a bunch of animals growing up. My parents were pretty cool about that. My dad's friend had a whole bunch of snakes, and everytime we'd go over there I'd end up holding them. (Or going to the bathroom and finding a Burm in the bathtub...that was kinda scary..lol) Eventually the friend got us two corn snakes, one for me and one for my brother. Mine had some kind of deformity where half of its body would flip upside down everytime it moved, and it died pretty quick. My brother's is still alive though.


Then I started working at a pet store...Now that was a bad idea..hah. They had a Children's there that was there for almost a year. All of the other employees handled her a lot, and she was a great snake. They were asking $139.99 for her, so I asked the owner if he'd cut me a deal, and he let me take her home for $50....and the rest is history. (Found the male online, and then was at a reptile show, saw the adorable little Spotted and just couldn't resist.)

My mom really hates the fact that I'm 20 and am old enough to care for/get all of these things without her say..lol. She just laughs about it. Although, she did tell me if I bring home any kind of spider that "You and your snakes and your spider can find somewhere else to live!!!"...So I'm not going to get anymore animals until I move out on my own and am done with college.....well, that's atleast what I told her...lol