I paused, frowning at the faint sound I thought I heard coming from the kitchen. "That's weird" I mumble to myself. 
I was supposed to be here alone and there had been no indications of rats or mice when I'd bought the place....so what had made noise in a kitchen that should have nothing in it?
Cautiously I set down the broom I'd been using to sweep, and tiptoed to the kitchen, vaguely wondering if I would be encountering my first real ghost---
I froze, eyes drawn to the tail that was just vanishing underneath the fridge.
"Not a rat." I whisper, turning back for my broom.
No it looked more like--I used the handle to sweep the empty space underneath and encountered resistance that was easily overcome once I got a better grip.
Sliding out from under the fridge slid a dust covered snake.

-Inspiration from customer story