Freddie called me yesterday. Neville, his cornsnake, was dead. Freddie found him belly up in the aqaurium. Freddie did know why he died (frankly, I think he died of embarrassement when he found out was his name was), but since Freddie had him less than a week, he was going to call the pet shop. And later in the day, he called me again, to tell me he had gotten another snake that looks just like Neville. But he didn't name this one Neville Two, or Nigel, or something like that. No, he named it Hagrid.
*SIGH*
Neville, rest in peace.
(okay, so he's not technically belly up...but it's the best I could do with the photo I had)
POLT
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You didn't know Roy Roger's still existed??? There's two in the town where you work!! Burhans Blvd. and out near the mall.
Aw poor Neville.
RIP Neville.
And I think Neville was a perfectly good name.
I lost a snake once too... I had her for a couple years before she died - there was a severe snow storm in Georgia and I lost power for 3 days and couldn't keep her warm =(
She was a red-tailed Columbian boa named Pookie :)
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