Don't worry, it's not what you're thinking. I wanted my dad to wake me up early so I could hear my rooster crow. I stretched my arms, and felt something cold and so smooth I thought it was wet. I grabbed my light and turned it on. Guess what it was! A snake! It was my pet corn snake Vladimir, but it still scared me. He just looked at me like, "Hey! Wazzup?" The thing is, I have a loft bed. His cage is on the floor. It turns out, I didn't close the cage all the way the last time I fed them. He was also cold because the heat lamp wasn't working and his cage is under my bed, so I guess I was just something warm to curl up next to. There were a hundred different things that went through my mind that I thought he was. Like a worm, a slug and those things whose names escaped my mind in Star Wars that they tried to kill the princess with. If you know what I'm taking about. now that I think about it, it was a good thing he ended up in my bed because I would have never found him if went somewhere else. His lady friend didn't bother to escape. Isn't that crazy?