

At last a man in charge came over to help. I had to take the bag off my shoulder and open it while he held the last visible bit of snake and tugged on it in order to extricate it. It was firmly wedged in there! Not sure exactly what it liked. It could have been the gum wrappers, old grocery lists, a paperback novel, pencil, eraser, hairbrush, hand sanitizer, notebook, pen, Canadian Tire coupons, ancient kleenexes, lone fuzzy Skittle, grocery receipts.... Maybe it just felt like home!
Maybe it's time to clean out the purse.
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(Thanks to my son who grabbed my phone to take the photos.) Here's one last one of two other corn snakes.

3 comments:
That corn snake, c'est Du-mais-ing!
Wow ! Now THAT's a snake ! Glad he was in your bag and not mine ! LOL
Great blog. Love the picture of your cat trying to get in.
Thanks for visitng my blog too.
Hey, I have a corn snake living in my house. I think he's cute....although when he arrived I was petrified of snakes.....my fear has subsided and I'll even pick him up now....I've not let him crawl on me yet though....brave girl. Joan
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