OK, truth be told, we never caught snake #8. He tormented me. I had him once and he got out of a four foot tall garbage can with a heavy can of paint holding it closed. He would appear from time to time, just to let me know. "I'm ssssstill here." Yesterday I was at the old house gathering a few last things in the garage, and suddenly there he was, half hanging down from the ceiling, fully exposed. That was the good new. The bad was that I was about two feet from him when our eyes locked. The rest went something like this link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLLK9QRkdhA#t=0m30s
I win.
He now joins his brothers and sisters in the park. And, to quote another movie:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWiVQ5cVBMg
