Nice snake.
I would have called him “Hugs.”
I did briefly consider “Strangles” after the Simpsons epidsode....LOL
Hubby calls him “Bob Boa”.
[hubby really didn’t want me to get *another* snake but Brom has cleverly wrapped himself around hubby’s shoulders and his heart]
Smart snake.
Now we go to the store and it’s “Would ‘Bob’ like this? Would ‘Bob’ like that?”.
Sneaky-smart snake...LOL
Now, just to try to hijack this thread, I have a good friend whose wife is a psychologist (he ahd I are both lawyers; time for flames). Anyway, I once suggested to him that his wife employ a biological treatment for her depressed patients, “The Big Hug.” For the less seveely depressed patients the Hug could be administered by something as small as an eight foot rat snake. Depending on the level of depression, the treatment could ascend to Boa Constrictors and, for the truly severe cases, Reticulated Pythons. I don’t know why, but she never viewed this as a truly appropriate treatment, in spite of the fact that, at any level, it was guaranteed to refocus the patient’s attention on something more compelling than mere depression.