The first time I brought a snake home I was seven. More ignorant than now, and more innocent.
It wasn’t the warmest welcome. I gave the folks full points for maximum vocal decibel capacity.
It turned out to be a saw-scaled viper. Didn’t hurt me at all. I like to think the snake must have understood that in snake years, I was younger and meant no harm.
Founder-editor of The Green Ogre, Beej began this blog as a solo writing project in 2006. A communications professional, he has worked as a corporate storyteller, journalist, travel writer, cartoonist and photo-blogger. He is an active birder and citizen science enthusiast.
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