That’s not real. Anger: Who would DO this? Fear: Oh God, is it venomous? More fear: Where’s the rest of it? And finally, a strange, cold acceptance: I am going to have to deal with this myself because animal control will laugh at me.
I grabbed a broom from the hallway. My hands were shaking. I held the broom like a spear, ready to defend my territory from this scaly intruder.
Then I got closer.
And I started laughing so hard I almost dropped the broom.
Because the “snake” in my bathtub wasn’t a snake at all. It was something so unexpected, so bizarre, and ultimately so hilarious that I immediately texted photos to everyone I knew.
What I found changed how I think about hidden water leaks, old plumbing, and the strange things that happen when you leave an apartment unattended for ten days.
The Moment I Realized It
