I grew up in Florida, so every now and then, we'd have a garter snake in the lawn. But I'm not super okay with them.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
I've always wanted to do a shoot with snakes - big snakes, like pythons.
I'm not about to go out and buy a snake for a pet. I mean, I may have faced a few fears but I'm not insane.
Snakes are just very instinctive to me. I've been playing with snakes since before I could walk. It doesn't matter where or what it is, from the biggest to the most venomous.
Luckily there were no venomous snakes around Hoosick, N.Y., so I amassed quite a collection of milk snakes, garters, ribbons and ring-necked snakes.
If I was good each week, my father would take me to a different pet store each Saturday. I had a snake, horny toads, turtles, lizards, rabbits, guinea pigs... I kept my alligator in the bathtub until it got too big.
Many parks in Florida have information kiosks with colorful enamel signs showing the special flora and fauna in the park. The gopher tortoise, the scrub jay, the indigo snake. At no park with an indigo snake on its kiosk signs could I find an indigo.
My neighbors are crocodiles and tigers and giraffes.
No, snakes are no problem. I'd go to any country, anywhere, any snakes, not a problem.
I don't mind snakes. Growing up in South Africa there were a couple a snakes around... and I'm not talking just about the government!