DINNER TIME

MY BROTHER ADOPTED A SNAKE

NAMED SLINKY,

WHOSE MOST DISAGREEABLE TRAIT

WAS EATING LIVE MICE.

ONCE I WAS PRESSED INTO GOING TO THE

PET STORE TO BUY SLINKY’S DINNER.

THE WORST PART OF THIS WASN’T

CHOOSING THE JUICIEST-LOOKING

CREATURES OR TURNING DOWN THE

CLERK WHO WANTED TO SELL ME

VITAMINS TO ENSURE THEIR LONGEVITY.

THE HARDEST PART WAS CARRYING THE

POOR THINGS OUT IN A BOX

BEARING THE WORDS

"THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME A HOME."