Oh BROTHER!

This is T , my brother, with his first REAL pet. Aside from a newt, and about a million Siamese fighting fish. Fish after fish after fish after fish. You have no Idea how annoying that gets. Up until one summer day,( thank goodness) I was riding my bike, on the side walk , when I saw a snake in the crack of the side walk. Of course I screamed and went back to the drive way to yell at him to come get the snake. He came to get the snake when it took off into our neighbors yard. T just HAD to have the snake, so he took off with it. He had read oh so many books about oh so many kinds of snakes. Luckily, this was a harmless one. He caught the snake and brought it home with us. We admired the snake and all got to hold it, then T finally asked the question. " can I keep it?" It was a very calm snake, none of us got bitten while we were holding it, and it would give us a very nice break from all those fish! So mom let Him keep the snake. He and mom went to Petsmart to ask for some advice for taking care of a snake. He already new most of the facts about taking care of a snake. So all he needed was a cage and food for it, and of course , a name. So they came home with the snake, and we all started brain storming some names. Dad came up with Slitheren and T liked that name, but it sounded to EVIL, so then he (meaning T) came up with the name scales. We enjoyed it for quite a while. When it died, however, T came home from school(when we where in public school) he went to feed scales but when he came in he found scales, DEAD. T cryed for quite a while. He finally stoped about 2 hours later. ( that is a long time to be crying NONE STOP!) He invited our neighbors over to help burry him. T cryed even more while we burryed him. That was a VERY VERY, wierd day. OH BROTHER!!