I got home one night in college and just walked in the door when one of my roomies goes "You know those neighbors down the street that we don't know? Yah, good deal." I guess he was sitting in the livingroom and two chicks came to the door in hysterics. All he could get out of them was "We've tried like five houses and no one is home, we're so glad you're home *sob" "Come with us we need help *sob sob." etc.
The whole walk down there, they won't/can't tell him what's happening, he's thinking that they murdered someone and want him to help chop up the body or something. He walks in the house and he counts six cats, a couple of dogs, a ton of rando cages (some empty), and one fish. They lead him into one of the rooms and there's a dead gerbil/hamster (Chewi) in the middle of the floor. The one chick explains, finally, that one of her snakes (Charlemagne) escaped from its cage when she was at school and caught Chewi, only Charlemagne was too small to actually be able to get Chewi down so Charlemagne couldn't swallow Chewi completely. She was able to get Chewi away from Charlemagne. They asked my roomie to pick it up-they just couldn't touch their "pet" when Chewi was like this
. He asked for a couple of grocery sacks, double-bagged his hand for safety, picked it up, threw Chewi in a box that they had ready, which was complete with ornate decorations and its name. He didn't say a word, turned, walked out, and left.
We ended up never talking to those neighbors again.
I've always wondered if they were on an episode of "HOARDERS: Animal Edition."