It made me laugh when I read some of the remarks!! I remember the time I found a king snake in my bureau drawer when I was 16, and I fainted, clear across the room from the snake. Mama shot it with the bird shot shotgun and made holes in my swimsuit and undies, and the snake slithered away, out thru a crack in the floor. I have never liked snakes after that!!! We lived in a "shack" in the Arizona desert.... very primitive, to be sure. I thank God daily for my life now.