I'll start!I wanted to see if Duke Reginald would eat out of my hand the way my corn snake does so I put him on my lap and held out a tasty, tasty mouse. He took it but then decided that he wasn't in the proper dining area, as he did a lap around the room carrying the mouse in his mouth, went in his tank (ignore how ugly it is por favor, it's a temp tank until the monstrosity that's being built for him is finished
), decided that the tank was not the place to eat his mouse, left the tank:
He ended up eating it in a corner. Look at that smug little face, he doesn't regret dragging mouse all over everything:
And then he spent the rest of the evening very intently watching our chihuahua/mini-pin mix
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