My pet snake Shela has passed away last night. She was already sick. But whatever she had she couldnt fight it off anymore. She was 16 years old. She already struggled few times with shedding but this one was extremley bad. She was weak and skinny. We managed to take her to the vet but i feel i was too late. We wanted to give her water but she died before we could. I think for the better because needing to forcefeed her was not something i wanted to do to her. But she passed before we could even open the can of food for her. I think it spared her so much pain and misery.

She was always there for me. I saw her being born. Hatch from the egg and grow up. She was always so beautifull. She was a huge rascal too. She bit the snake expert in the hand when she was sexed to see what she was. And she escaped her box after a feeding and my dad found her on the stairs.

I picked her because she was special. She ended up so sweet. She did no harm to anyone. Always curious and flicking her tounge and get into trouble by crawling into things. Or do the absolute funniest shit. Like getting under someone's Tshirt and push out like a xenomorph. Or take a shit on someone.

I gotten her a few months after my brother passed away.....i loved her so much.... And now shes gone....even my fiancee was doing anything he can to save her life he managed to get her shed off and warm her up holding her agaisnt his belly. He also loved her so much because we always joked Shela was his girlfriend because she would crawl under his ass to warm up. He could do anything to her and she was always friendly with him. Daddy's little girl....even when she was gone she looked beautifull.

Monday we bring her to the crematorium. I want her ashes be put in a urn. She was special to me. Special to everyone. Everyone knew her in the family. Shela was loving to everybody. I was always known as the snake lady.....now the snake is gone.

Rest in peace my baby girl. I love you so much. We all did