Yep...you read it right....walking the snake. Not MY snake....or a snake that belongs to anyone in my house. We don't have a snake. But, I saw a guy walking his snake this afternoon. He was walking toward me and looked like he had a ball glove on his right hand. Well...the closer I got to him....it was NOT a ball glove! It was a SNAKE...all curled up on his arm. he was carrying the thing like it was normal. NORMAL...is walking a dog. I might even go as far as thinking it's normal to walk a cat and I have seen people walk their pet ferrets...but a SNAKE??? Holy cow! Where the heck was he going with the snake? (Note to my friends: don't even think about dropping by with your snake, please.) Ben had a friend when he was little that walked around with his pet bird on his shoulder. We thought that was a little strange then....but compared to SnakeBoy? BirdBoy was totally normal. Anyway, that's my story today.
Today I'm thankful for: Pants that are too big and cozy pajamas.
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