My older brother was fascinated by all kinds of reptiles when we lived in New Mexico (I was 4) and they were very easy to find there because the land was so barren. I caught my first snake (a garter, of course)hiding under a gutter that had fallen off of our roof, and was immensely proud of myself. (He escaped at show and tell at school- the teacher didn't seem to understand the fact that something had to be on the box lid or he would push his way out.) We had tons of lizards and snakes back then, and I have tons of awesome memories of them.



When we moved to Texas, (when I was 6, we've been here ever since, I'm 13) the reptiles were much less visible in the grass, and we all sort of lost an interest. A couple days ago, my cat almost murdered two garters, and they are now living in the tank I dragged down from the attic. So, I'm not as much as a fanatic as all of you are, but I'm already devising methods of sneaking my 'babies' into my dorm when I go to college in 5 years. =)

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