Sigh. Yes I did, faithful reader
He was pushing me to sit down, so I flopped back into the easy chair and he scooted up into The Nook. I opened the book and voila, first page: a humungous, smiling snake. Every one of these books, there's a goddam snake with fangs the size of hammers that's supposed to be cute and friendly. Hey look, a fluffy, happy puppy looking for a hug. There’s a sweet baby duck splashing around with a beach ball. Oh, and sliding down a tree? A copperhead that looks like it just swallowed a fucking golf cart. “Oh, but it’s so cute and cuddly!”
I didn’t want Chuck to be scared of snakes. I didn’t want him to be scared of anything. But I also didn’t want him thinking it was okay to go up and hug a snake.
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