a BIG meal.

I overheard a story once
about a woman who owned a pet snake.
She had owned this snake ever since his birth
and loved him more than anything.

Lately though, her pet snake was not doing well
and wasn't eating. The woman was very
concerned for her pet and
called the doctor with worry.

"Doctor, Doctor, please help my baby!
He's not eating-something must be wrong!"

After checking her snake out, the doctor
replied, "there is nothing wrong with him."

"You must be wrong, doctor! Why isn't
he eating?"

The vet asked her, "i assure you, I can't find a thing wrong.
What's going on at home? Has anything changed? Are you doing
anything different?"

The woman racked her brain and could not think
of anything substantial..
'Well, I guess there is something..When my snake was just a baby,
he'd sleep on the pillow right above my head.
He got to be too big for that
and kept getting tangled up in my hair.
So then we switched him to the bottom of the bed
where he slept at my feet...But lately
my snakey-poo is sleeping right next to me,
from head to foot-"

the doctor interrupted her, thoroughly alarmed.
"You must kill the snake immediately."

The woman was incredulous. "What? Why would you ask me
to do such a thing?"

The doctor explained solemnly.
"The snake is laying next to you from head
to toe because he is measuring you.
Measuring you so he can eat you."

GULP!