Well, we buried the little guy at my dad's house. I coiled him up and wrapped him in a paper towel, and put him in a little velvet pouch. I'm going to get a quartz geode to be his tiny head stone. I've found one that I really like - it's in two halves so I can place one at his grave site, and keep one with me. I want a geode because I want something that is sparkly and white - I bought him because of his color, and there is symbolism behind it: a geode is a plain, ordinary rock on the outside, but a brilliant crystal on the inside. This snake was so young that he was still a little rock; he could have been a beautiful crystal.

I thought it was odd that I couldn't come up with a name for him. Usually I come up with great names after a little while of having the animal. But, for some reason I was NEVER able to find one for this guy. I guess the "universe" knew he wouldn't be with me long...