Discovering
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Sinbad the Third, king of the cage and eater of mice and rats has passed away. He'd been going through a quiet phase, he usually does around this time of year. But he'd get active when I put food in his cage. Either his last meal bit him and I didn't notice, or he died of old age. Either way, I've been trying to find the source of a smell in the bedroom for DAYS. The hubby man discovered that it was the remains of Sinbad when he went to feed him today.

We don't plan on getting another reptile, and it's been a bad last few days; so we said goodbye and dumped the whole cage in the trash.

I guess I won't be bringing him to any more pet blessings, or teaching any little children that snakes aren't scary.