So, we are getting a snake........myself and the hubby brought the kids to the new pet shop on the Long Mile Road, it's a great shop, loads of fish, birds, rodent type animals. So our three year old daughter wandered into the lizard section and befriends the guy feeding the lizards. Obviously he has been trained in some ESSP (Extra Sensory Selling Powers) and he could tell from our stance that we were malleable. Quick as a flash this lovely young man (looked like he had tattoos so I liked him) whipped out a lizard, my daughter stuck out her hand and was scratching him behind the ears! Great, the perfect pet, I was sold, even their food, loud chirping crickets didn't put me off.
"But" he says "I'm more of a snake guy myself (he he he) ". So Mr Tattoo brings us over to the baby snakes, my nine year olds hand shoots out, soon even my hubby had a fully grown python wrapped around him. Snakes, it turns out are our perfect pets, they are easily fed (frozen mouse once a week) they don't need cleaning out (tank cleaned once a month) and they don't require much attention (good in a home where attention is at a premium)! So it's settled, kids have even given it a name, Sammy, and I've given him the "No Shoulders" surname after Polka's mum's name for snakes! I think we are venturing over to the Long Mile Road on Saturday to see Mr Tattoo and his snake.....Can't wait!