Bye, Spalding!

You may or may not know that Steve has owned snakes in the past. It all started when I working at Rollins' summer camp and my friend Bill purchased a ball python for the class he was teaching. Our principal wouldn't let him keep it, so Steve took it. He named him Spalding (he IS a ball python after all) and then purchased two more snakes after that. Those other two snakes have since slinked off to the big snake pit in the sky, but Spalding has hung on. Recently Spalding decided a meal was a bit too large - but he didn't decide this until after he had already eaten it. Since he had already eaten it, we thought all was fine . . . until the once eaten meal suddenly started to stink up the garage. It was horrible. Horrible. Steve declared he was done with reptiles. He found a veterinarian that wanted to take him and this week Spalding went to a new home. I'm actually a little sad, but not too sad.