I am sad to report that Yentl, my pet royal python, has escaped. There’s a little ‘ole in the back of his tank that I thought he couldn’t wriggle through. I was wrong. He’ll probably turn up somewhere, when he is hungry, as here.
Our other pets are all accounted for. In the past year or so I have accreted one that sticks by me all the time. He’s a big, black dog, and my constant companion. Sometimes he’s right at my heel. Sometimes he’s roaming far away, but he’s always in sight. At the moment he seems to be at a respectful distance. I expect some of you might even have met him. On the whole I’d be happier to get my pet python back.
UPDATE: Yentl the Python has been found! Kudos to Mrs Crox for finding him in a corner of the study trying to asphyxiate some gas pipes. The errant serpent was rather cold – he is now back in his tank with a heat mat and infra-red lamp.