One tough little guy

My dad just found Mozart in my front yard, dead. He was fresh, uninjured, and well-fed. It appears he somehow made it through the winter by hibernating, but came out a little too early and froze.

Yknow, I didn't cry when he went missing, or any time since then. But now, actually seeing him dead, I want to. I guess I just feel more guilty than anything. If I had just been more careful (though I still honestly have no idea how it happened), I'd still have a beautiful, healthy leucistic rat snake in my room.

Still, I'm glad we found him. I'd rather know he was dead than wonder what happened to him for the rest of my life. I'm still amazed that he survived the winter and managed to not be attacked by a bird or stray cat or something. I mean not only was he a hatchling, but he was a luecistic. He was a tough little guy, I gotta give him credit.

Rest in peace, Mozart.

That's so sad, I'm sorry... At least now you have closure, and you can give him a proper burial, if you have the desire to do so.

I'm sorry :(

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Originally Posted by Moofins07

That's so sad, I'm sorry... At least now you have closure, and you can give him a proper burial, if you have the desire to do so.

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Yes, we buried him on the side of the house. I wish it could have been more dignified, as I had to pick him up with a shovel, but at least he wasn't carried off by a squirrel or something.

Sorry to hear this. :(

Sorry for your loss :(

That's very sad, I'm so sorry to hear that :(

im sorry. it can be hard to lose one of these amazing animals.

Sorry for your loss....