Babies are NOT cute…
;)
I’ve discussed this several times with Liz, and she finds it rather odd. When she sees a baby, she always thinks it is so adorably cute. It doesn’t matter whose baby, even babies she sees in public. I, on the other hand, think they are terribly awful looking creatures. Kittens are cute. Puppies are cute. Babies are NOT cute. I think Liz somewhat accepted this about me, although she thought it a little odd. But I have now determined that I even find *snakes* cuter than babies. This is a slightly disconcerting thought to me.
For you see the picture above, is my snake Cas (short version of Cascavel, the name of a city I lived near to in Brazil, and the Brazilian name for a species of South American rattlesnake). If you were to ask me a few weeks ago if I would ever keep a snake in my house, I would seriously think you nuts. But now I find myself taking care of a snake, and also finding this snake CUTE. Perhaps it has to do with the situation in which I acquired the snake: he was found during a rainstorm, caught in a deep trough full of water, accompanied with a larger snake (which my brother assumed to be his mother), near drowning. Unfortunately, the larger snake did in fact drown and was dead. Cas was near dead, and we took him in.
I took the initiative to scour the internet for information on caring for snakes, my sister on the other hand worried about how the snake was going to live without it’s mother’s milk. I attempted to explain the whole mammal/reptile thing, but she didn’t pay much attention, and had moved on to giggle about whether mother snakes had “boobies” or not.
But seriously, Cas likes to hide in corners and dig little holes for himself. He frequently pops his head out of the hole, looks around, and then ducks back in. I find this very cute. Most likely this is further evidence that I am “animal lady” in the future… fifty cats and maybe a couple snakes… hmm…