My humanoid gave me this snake because she thought she was being cute. She is not. I am cute, but in a beefy, macho, handsome way. This snake is not a toy. It is my nemesis. I like to move it around my house. Sometimes I leave it in the humanoid's shoe. This is to show that I am a mighty hunter. Sometimes I leave it at the foot of the humanoid's bed. This is also to show that I am a mighty hunter. Sometimes I leave it in the middle of the livingroom floor for the humanoids to trip over. This is still to show that I am a mighty hunter. I will tell you what a mighty hunter I am: sometimes, my snake jiggles and moves, so I bat it to stun it. Then I grab it in my shiny claws and pull at it with my sharp and fantastic teeth. I know, I am amazing. I kill my snake until it is dead. I like to kill my snake. The idiot tried to kill my snake. He tried to bite the head off of my snake. I sat on him and smacked his face. Then I took my snake and carried it away from him. I give him a glare. Ha! It is my snake. And it is time to kill it again. This time I will leave it on the humanoid's pillow. Strong, fast, handsome...No snake will dare stand up to me. I am a mighty hunter!