Could someone please explain how a four foot yellow snake entered into the lobby of our front building?
I'm pretty sure that's a first in the seventy five years my family has lived here.
Granted, there is a courtyard with small gardens between the two buildings but it isn't a nature conservancy by any stretch of the imagination.
1. Someone East Village drug addict just realized their pet snake is missing.
2. It's an initial sign of the impending Rapture that George W. Bush is looking forward to.
3. A scare tactic made by a maniacal real estate developer in an effort to get his hands on skyrocketing property - currently inhabited by actors, writers, social workers, artists, musicians, other nice people and pets.
Look, I'm a New Yorker. Other than household pets, my version of urban wildlife is rats, mice, roaches, waterbugs, flys and pigeons.
Snakes are not in my portfolio.