I learned a fun thing today.
One of my tenants is gay. He has a boyfriend who is around alot. A year ago I said we should put him on the lease, he said they weren;t technically an item and weren't living together and not to worry about. So his ceiling fan goes out and I go in with the electrician to replace it and find the room is full of reptiles. (We allow cats. That's it.) I get to talking to the boyfriend who tells me he actually does call this place home and that the snakes are his. (I won't nark on them.) When I say we need to put him on the lease he looks confused. He's DEAF. He lip reads. He has massive hearing aids that work a little bit but he's deaf. And he's 20. (This is why he was a secret I think, his boyfriend is 30, he may have been younger than 18 when they moved in, yada, yada, yada. Anyway, he tells me he "lives like a boy" and that he has no felonies and no credit, but I encourage him to fill out an app anyway so we can get him on the lease officially. Okay that's all boring. The COOL part is his snakes who he has trained since they were babies and who are his pride and joy. He has a dragon too but the electrician was in the way of his tank. So this one is a Python, top and bottom. She's a girl named Medusa.
That's her face there peeking out from her nap.
And this one he's VERY proud of, he's a California King Snake. THey kill Rattle Snakes, are impervious to their venom.
Fight fire with fire, fight snakes with snakes.
I love symbolic battle arsenal inventory.
I also love knowing why sometimes he doesn;t say hi or wave when I wave to him. He can't hear me!
Now I know.