Our largest cat, Ed, caught a large snake. While torturing it to death, he managed to rip the snake’s head off. He sat on the sidewalk, poking the dead snake to move again. He looked up at me and cried as if I could somehow reattach the head and reanimate his toy. You could practically hear him saying, “My snake broke. Fix it.” J commented that Ed had suffered a reptile dysfunction and couldn’t get his snake up.