Snood came home to us one day our freshman year at UT. He was just a child then. A cute, loveable, legless, armless, hip little Snood. He had sunglasses on and it was night time. He was always grinning showing all of his teeth. We knew right away he would get along with the other members of the household. They are all really wacky. Sally and Snood got on so well. Most of the time, Snood was a good Snood, and deserved to be hugged and cuddled with. However, as Snood got older we soon learned this wasn't always the case... Snood did grow into an adolescent and he needed to be scolded on occasion. Try as we might to be good parents, Snood was going through that rough time. Well, we are usually really easy on him. We became so into everything related to Snood. We decided Snood had a really nice color and look to him, so we wanted to "decorate" ourselves as snoods. This we like to call our "snood gear." Snood took his place on top of our TV, which is on top of our microwave, which is on top of our mini fridge and freezer thingy. I'm sure he chose that spot just because he feels like a king or something on that stack of things. Well he is very short, we are sure he likes the extra height since he has no legs. As Snood grows up he gets very rebellious. He grew an afro and thinks he is so cool. We let him do these small acts of rebellion, we don't want to be too strict on him.