Over a year ago the Boyf looked after a 5ft 7" Boa Constrictor for a friend. I really didn't want him to because i'm not a huge fan of snakes. In fact they creep me out quite a lot. He looked after it anyway and i tried to be brave. For some ridiculous reason he put the tank in the bedroom against the wall at the foot of the bed. It's owner warned us to put something heavy on top of the hatch or the snake would push it's way out (!!!!!). The Boyf stacked various stuff on top and it seemed to do the job. One night when i was at uni, the snake pushed it's way out and the noise of the stuff falling off the tank woke the Boyf up. Up until he told me this i had already been waking up quite regularly in a state of some panic and looking at the tank to check the snake was still in it. With my being short sighted and the snake blending in with the foliage it used to take me some minutes to spot that the snake was still in there. So you can imagine that after this incident i woke up even more often after having a dream that the snake was on the loose! One morning after the Boyf had left for work and i was asleep all alone i woke up again panicking and scanned the tank for the snake. Well i couldn't see it. I put my glasses on, still couldn't see the fucker. Then i heard stuff moving on the floor on my side of the bed. Well i totally freaked out. I was naked so grabbed some pants and a bath towel and ran screaming hysterically from the room. Flatmate got out of bed and i was screaming and crying "fucking snake has escaped uuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhh" etc. He looked a bit worried too because he also didn't like it. So we shut the bedroom door and left it at that. I called the Boyf and went mental. He was really nice and said he'd come home asap and catch it and that the friend would have to come take it back that night. It turned out that the snake had managed to bend the metal mesh on top of the tank and got out that way!
I still have nightmares about it now. In fact i had one last night which is why i'm writing this post. Thank god we didn't have the cat then or i would've been more worried. Last night's dream involved the snake eating the cat. Ugh. Just awful.

The snake we looked after was as long as i am tall and could easily have squeezed me to death. Yuk! I still cringe about it now just thinking how i was asleep and it was snaking around on the floor. *shudders*
I'm mentally scarred for life!!