Yesterday, I said goodbye to my snake, Kitten. I’ve had her since I was 19, she’s moved with me 10 different times, two states, and has seen some of the best and worst times of my life. I’ll never forget the day that she got too big to rest on the frames of my glasses, the way she looked at me when I tried to feed her pre-heated mice, or the very last time she looked at me.
I drove out to Ocean Shores in the rain, way out onto the beach, away from the dunes and close enough for the incoming tide to quench the embers.
I have a million stories I could tell… good, bad, silly… but it all comes down to this: I will miss you, my friend.
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