Animal stories:

Since I’ve been here I have heard the most amazing stories that have to do with animals! The first I heard at a picnic. A girl had this pet snake and the snake was a boa constrictor. She loved her pet so much that she let the big snake sleep in her bed with her. The snake was fine for awhile and then it seemed to be sick because it wasn’t eating. She decided to take the snake to the vet and find out what the problem was. He told her that the snake was healthy and sometimes snakes don’t eat for long periods of time. After the second month had gone by she was convinced that something was wrong because it still had not eaten anything. Again, she went back the doctor and then he asked about how the snake lived. She explained that she loved the snake so much that it slept in her bed with her and would stretch out along her body under her armpit. The doctor said the snake would have to be put to sleep at once! The girl was like “What? Why?” Then the doctor told her that the snake was not eating because it was sizing her up. “The snake wants to eat you so he’s starving himself and measuring you every night to see if you’ll fit!” Yeah, this is the point where Kate was freaking and everyone else was like what the Hell was wrong with this weird ass chic that she would love a snake 1st of all and then let it out of its cage and in her bed! Then someone else that was at the picnic was like who was this girl and the name was given. We were like why do you care about her name? Then another person said they heard the exact same story from one of their friends! So, this is either false or there are 2 really messed up chics with bed snakes! Second story is told with a French accent so read it with that in mind! Antoine, Kate’s boyfriend from France, said that while living in a flat one year he had a flat mate that owned a pet rat. Yes, a rat. But this was no ordinary rat, it was clean and intelligent! Antoine: “The rat took a bath every week and we would let it out of the cage and it would know where it was allowed to go and not allowed like the table. The rat would curl up in the shoulder of anyone who was watching TV on the couch and sometimes the tail would dangle in your face. The rat would let you know if it was thirsty by kissing you or really licking your mouth to get the spit. (I about died at this part) One time the rat went behind the TV and then the TV stopped working and the rat SHOT across the room because it ate through the wires. The other roommate opened his door everyday and only asked one question, “Is it dead yet?” When I first saw the rat when I moved in I was like no way but then I didn’t mind it. One time it even ate the last bit of our joint and slept in his cage for like 3 days! One day we came home and it had a (he’s acting like he’s popping a zit) on the top of his head. It was a huge pimple (after Kate and I told him what a pimple was)! Then two days later it was all blown up in its cage. The roommate opened the door and asked only one last time. “Is it dead?” The rat died of a tumor on its head. End of story in French accent.