My son, growing up, had a host of reptiles (much to my dismay). In high school he had a snake. He kept it in an aquarium in his room. One morning he woke up and gently tried to tell me that the snake was not in the aquarium. After being picked up off the floor and receiving oxygen (not really.... ) I decided we would just leave the door to his room closed that day and do a thorough search later as we all had to go to school/work. During the day, as I was worrying about this, I remembered that the back of my son's dresser had an opening. Sure enough I went home that night and started pulling out dresser drawers and guess who was curled up in the winter clothes drawer (which wouldn't have been used for a couple of months). You got it! Mr. Snake!

Here's another story....creepy too! My son also had a tarantula in high school. In many ways I am even more afraid of spiders than snakes. It also was in a "safe cage" on his shelf. One morning I was in his room gathering laundry after he had gone to school and guess who was walking across his bed!!! I don't even want to tell you what Mr. Tarantula's fate was!! That was it for our family for pets that Mom couldn't handle!!!!