He was a snake.
I know snakes aren't a lot of people's ideal pets. Cayenne was a corn snake I adopted when I was in highschool. My parents always encouraged my brother and I to take care of less loved animals because we didn't really have a lot of animal fears.
He was dumped at a petco dehydrated and missing scales, his former owner had housed him with a completely different species of snake who was bigger and lashed out at him. The petco people were scared of him because he was initially very nervous and nippy, probably also in pain.
I took him home and nursed him back to full health, and enjoyed the company of a very chill pet. Friendly is a little too anthropomorphic I think, but he could be held by anyone, was always very curious and engaged with his surroundings. Pretty, too, with orange and dark red rings on his back and a high contrast checkered belly.
We think he was about two years old when I got him. Which would have made him 22 when he passed.
Goodnight Cayenne. I'll remember you.
I know snakes aren't a lot of people's ideal pets. Cayenne was a corn snake I adopted when I was in highschool. My parents always encouraged my brother and I to take care of less loved animals because we didn't really have a lot of animal fears.
He was dumped at a petco dehydrated and missing scales, his former owner had housed him with a completely different species of snake who was bigger and lashed out at him. The petco people were scared of him because he was initially very nervous and nippy, probably also in pain.
I took him home and nursed him back to full health, and enjoyed the company of a very chill pet. Friendly is a little too anthropomorphic I think, but he could be held by anyone, was always very curious and engaged with his surroundings. Pretty, too, with orange and dark red rings on his back and a high contrast checkered belly.
We think he was about two years old when I got him. Which would have made him 22 when he passed.
Goodnight Cayenne. I'll remember you.