A double monty python kind of night!

[milivica]

Too fun!

We stopped in the pet shop on the way home from a book store.

Same pet shop Vince always finds anoles (little lizard type critters) and assorted escapees.

Well tonight, chah-ching he hit the jackpot, TWO pythons. Not too big, maybe 2 feet tops, one too a whack at him, so I had him get back and picked them up, cripe it was scary!!! I was like "be the tree, be the tree, be the tree" in my head cause I didn't want to make the snakes nervous.

It was so cool. Vince thinks I'm cool :D :D :D , well actually he was mad at first, until I told them just cause they don't have venom doesn't mean they don't have teeth, and showed him on the puter when we got home. E. Coli looked like strands of rainbow colored candy, bird flu looked totally patriotic. It was an amazing book. Not sure if the colors were accurate, pollen on a bees leg was green. OH they had spider's eyes (tarantula and jumping). Just all kinds of amazing stuff. OH I think they called it 'sheaths' of blood coagulating. Looked like dark red shale.

This might be his first time of really 'getting' it, that when mommy says no, there might be a good reason (not just cause she don't want you to have any fun).

Here's a pic of one, not one of the ones he found though.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Python_royal_35.JPG

Also, while at the book store, there was the coolest book, magnifications of different microorganisms. Some looked alien, some scary, some beautiful, many like sea life. I think one was blown up 19,000 times. E. coli was colored like beautiful rainbows believe it or not. Bird flu looked very patriotic. The book had tarantula and jumping spider eyes, and blood clotting I think they called 'sheaths' that looked like brick red shale stone.

[tgrimes]

This is cool that you can go out to a place and he can have something in his hads and want it and not have a tantrum becasue you don't get it for him.
I remember that being one of the happiest milestones for us, because it means you can go to stores together and have a good time, interesting stuff for conversation, and just plain good times with your kids.

[milivica]

Ohhh yes, totally. Though, the reason he doesn't do the tantrum thing about snakes, is he knows they're not fond of handling, he wanted one for the longest, then 'duh' I realized he expected to walk around with it on his neck constantly. Ummm, no.

I just can't say no to a critter in need, but those were in a pet shop, a critter at a pet shop that will make profit off it's life as will it's breeder, NO. I'd love a snake if it were something that was tiny and vegan so it would never eat our rodents accidentally. You know, take him out with us to the salad bar with us, buy him his own plate, little popcorn and movie afterward in my warm pocket...ha! kidding. Did you make a face for a second? Like omg she's really insane! ;)

[moose53]

I thought you were stretchin' it pretty thin back at the old "be the tree, be the tree" http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/moose53/MINIS/LAUGHTER/roflmao2.gif

Barb http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/moose53/MINIS/LAUGHTER/girl_haha.gif

[gynwhyver]

Milli:

How in the world do you always manage to find yourself in those types of situations? Oh, look, there's a python. Oh, hey, there's another one. They're out out of their cage. Think I'll just pick 'em up instead of backing away & telling someone who works for the shop about it & let them handle it. OMG! :eek:

You have guts, woman! I would be slowly backing away from those things, trying not to scream.

I completely admire you for the whole "be the tree" mantra cuz I most certainly would NOT have stayed so calm. LOL.

It's sad that I could completely visualize you & the family out at a salad bar, Vince with the snake around his neck while you prepare its plate. LOL :cool:

Yep, you're crazy. But guess who's right there with you. LOL. :D

[milivica]

Moose, stretching it? No like you're suppose to be the tree so the snake doesn't feel threatened. Like how Steve Irwin would explain you have to be a piece of their environment. They took a swipe at Vince, I sure didn't want to get tagged and never handled a couple of pythons so I tried to bleeeeend. Now the salad bar was stretching it for sure. Glad you laughed, I was shaking my head and laughing when I wrote it, it's like I can't go anywhere with this kid and he doesn't spot a friend in need.

Gwyn, how do I find myself in these positions, I do not know. They weren't big though, or I wouldn't have tried cause I'm not experienced with snakes, so I might have got bit and/or broke the snakes teeth in my bone, so wouldn't want either of us hurt. Going to pet shops with Vince, it's always a 'jackpot' of some kind or another. Though long before Vince, stuff like this was always a constant in my life. One of the most bizarre 'cries for help' was by a bird. I swear, if there is a sick bird within a 10 mile radius, the will find me, visa versa. I was sitting at a stop sign (or stop light I forget now) before work. I was in my 20's, as my car idled 'BAM' this object falls from the sky, whacks my hood and bounces to the ground. It was of course, a bird. I didn't know what to do, cause I didn't want to be late for work. So I took it to work. I showed my boss about an hour after work started, cause by then I knew the animal place was open that took wild birds, so I asked to drive there and not take lunch. She was terrified of birds, I didn't know it, and couldn't find the words to explain, so I just sort of sat down in her office, and held out my hand that was holding the bird and she flew out of her chair and clutched her filing cabinet "I don't care, yes, go go go go".

Same boss, on my lunch hour there was this big morning dove running around a 4 lane road. I knew it would get hurt. I got out, caught it, and didn't know how to ask to take it to the sanctuary cause I knew I'd get in trouble again "work is not for playing Dr. Doolittle" or what ever. See this is like my religion so to speak. I mean gee, hey sorry, what am I supposed to do, tell critters if they need me between 9 and 5 they're just gonna have to DIE? So, when I went back to work, I claimed I threw up at lunch hour and wanted to go home. She said yes. As I was leaving the parking lot, bird in my car, the owners son was driving towards me into the parking lot...moments before we passed one another, me trying to look 'weak' to back up my lie, the bird jumps on the top of my head. So there I am, windows shut, waving, with a totally normal smile, oh hi, just leaving - with a morning dove on my head. He just waves back, Oh hello. I totally thought he saw it - he didn't, I confessed to my lie the next day at work, claiming I wanted to be honest (that was also a lie, I thought I was busted anyhow) and apparently he had not seen this giant morning dove on my head (must have been the big hair 80's doo) so again I got in big trouble.

I'd get in trouble for mice in my drawer (to set them free later rather than get exterminated). Had to go after lunch hour another day cause there was an emaciated sick cat in the parking lot, it was pitiful, had the runs, just begging for comfort - acted more like a dog. I brought it into the break room on the sly and got it something to eat, then they suggested I go, fine with me! I always more than made up my work, even took work home cause my work was numbers so I liked it. I could never remember the list of trouble I got in doing what was true to my spirit....now that is one way in which NO ONE ever confused me about what was adversive and what was good and right. That is the one way I never lost my SELF. I had forgotten about that. Makes me feel good.

I remember these guys in collections, when I worked in a bank at 19, put a huuuuge roach in my empty coffee cup, saying welcome to my new job, and they'd gotten me some coffee. When I lifted the napkin off the top of the cup, I was so pissed. I went back, roach scrambling all over my hands and balled them out to never use a living thing for a joke....they were very freaked I think in hindsight. I was a pretty, tall, slim girl, new to the place, I think they assumed I would be afraid, it had the opposite effect. I wanted to bad to throw it on them cause I could tell they were afraid of it, but of course they'd have stomped it and I didn't want to use a living thing to scare someone, it's just wrong.

When I was little, I'd put bread in my drawer to 'save' the roaches they were going to kill. I got in so much trouble when my ma would find green bread and bugs. I heard you could freeze them and they'd live, so I tried that to my horror it is not true, at least not on a Frigidare.

So, bugs, rodents, birds especially, just seem to come to me like the Pied Piper of Poultry or something....the asPied Piper of Poultry.

[frogmama]

Ok, I never went quite so far as to FEED the roaches! (Roaches & house centipedes are the only two things I kill on sight, sorry Mili! Absolute irrational terror on my part!) Give me a nice reptile or rodent anyday! I'm coming to your pet store, the best thing I've ever found at ours is a few loose crickets.

As a kid in Arizona I had a pretty large selection of beasties. Got in such trouble for keeping a tarantuala in my closet. Hey, it kept my sister from borrowing my clothes! In Jr. High all our lockers were outdoors and one spring I found 6 baby rattlesnakes in my locker, picked them all up with a pencil, dropped them in my lunch box and took them to the biology lab. I got an a in Bio that year AND stopped getting my *** kicked in the girls room.

We had bat on the porch at work this spring, everybody is freaking out, maintenance is discussing how to kill it. I grabbed a paper bag and a rolled up newspaper, pushed poor terrified batty into the bag with the newspaper, walked into the field bordering our parking lot and let him out next to the barn I assume he came out of. Went back into the office and went back to work. Got called batgirl for the rest of the week. :)

[milivica]

I wouldn't have picked up baby rattlers, they're more skiddish and there venom is just as toxic, wow I want to hang out with you woman - I love having butch and not wimpy friends! Seriously, how far apart are we and what's in the middle (something swampy or wooded or both). How is your son outdoors? Vince is a dream outside, inside not so much.

Remember the bat in the grocery store last year, gliding through produce. God that was so amazing to see. It was at Cub Foods. I chased it upstairs, where the bathrooms are - where exhausted it was hanging from the drop ceiling. I grabbed him, he bit me (little sh!t) but it's teeth were so tiny I didn't bleed - some one swung a broom at him after he flew from my hands (I was scared of hurting his wings) and I scolded him, something like "What do you think you're doing - Don't do that!" Then some sweet short mexican guy put a grocery bag over him, I asked to take him and he said sure.

I took him home aiming to take him to a swampy forest, but, he almost got out of the bird cage I put him in to transport him to the swampy forest area, so I had to let him go in our back yard. I have trouble enough doing a cell phone and driving, I don't think a bat whipping around the car in tight circles would improve my focus. So, he lives around here somewhere, and I even took pics of the whole thing (in the cage, the release) and went back to the store and gave copies to the man that caught him and gave him to me.

He was SO darn cute. Now if he was acting sickly, not navigating perfectly in a crowded aisle or produce and people, I wouldn't have picked him up, if you're wondering.

[tgrimes]

wow, wouldn't vince love to see one of those stupid glass snakes scare itself into 'shattering' into pieces?

[milivica]

Yes he would, and don't quit your day job to become a professional pun-ster.

Glass snake, shattered.
Waaa waaa waaaaaaa