Public perception of snake?

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Most people who find out that I have seven snakes are horrified. 'Snakes are slimy, evil creatures, and their tongue is poisonous.' When I here such comments, I am in shock. But when I look back at the time I was still living in Australia, and my hubby was here in Florida, I used to react just as bad at the mention of snakes. I actually made him promise that he will never bring a snake anywhere near me. The day after we settled in a new house (that was less than two weeks after my arrival), he brought a big tub and put it in the walk-in-robe. My intuition told me that there was a snake in it, and I almost started the biggest hysterics of my life. And there he was, the little Florida water snake, Zane. He was cute and looked ill. Never bit. Not once. He just kept seeking the warmth of our hands and bodies. That seemed to make him so happy. Zane and I developed a great bond. I don't even know when it happened. He opened to way to more snakes. Then more.
He was already sick when my husband found him. We made sure that he'd have all the conditions to recover. He never did. Passed away days after swallowing a frog. I cried until I ran out of tears. RIP, Zane. I will never forget you. You taught me that snakes are wonderful.