My story is actually a bird story that ends with a snake. But I'm getting ahead of myself!
A few years ago my daughter got me a hanging begonia plant for Mother's Day. I had it out in the carport. One day I went to water it, and when I tossed a cup of water in the planter, a bird flew out. I looked, and there were 4 little eggs. I stopped watering the plant, obviously, and kept an eye on the eggs. The eggs hatched, and I watched as the mama took care of them. They were just starting to lose their gray baby feathers as July 4th approached. July 3rd, I went to check on them, and I saw the mama fluttering around the yard next door. I looked up at the planter, and what I saw was a snake slithering out of it, with 4 lumps in its middle. I was so upset I cried! I couldn't really get mad at the snake because it was just doing it's "snakey thing," but I had really gotten attached to those little babies!