My Loss

I lost my snake today. She was three years old and as pretty as a picture. Docile enough so the girls could carry her around and tolerant so when she was at the schools they could pet her without fear.

I am sorry Shanina that I didn't know you were ill. I am even sorrier that I could not get anyone to look at you, noone wanted to come in on a long weekend to treat a snake. I hope it wasn't too painful for you as you slipped away in my hands as I tried to find someone who would help you. My friend, my pet Shanina.