When I was younger I loved snakes, we even had a black snake named elmo. I loved that guy.

Now that I'm older, I'm scared to death of them, it happened when I moved to Florida. I guess with so many "Bad snakes" here, I've developed a fear of them. After the other day my fear not getting any better, I opened the screen door and guess what fell on top of me? I think people heard me scream a mile away.

But, I do have a Indgo (sp) that lives under my house and I'll be the first one to give any one H$%# if they ever hurt him. Just don't let him get to close to me and we are fine.