Um... wow

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Originally Posted by Mina

...However the last time I got tired of it and said, "What? Oh, yeah, sure. Hang on for just a minute." And started digging around in the pocket of my jeans, she screamed and ran...

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Hahahahahaha!! Good one!!

Weird that the vet wasn't more specific to begin with, but when I was calling around, I first said "reptiles". When they would say yes to reptiles, I would then clarify "including boa constrictors?" (the vet appointment being obviously for Carmen, hehe).

There are surprisingly a high number of herp vets in Southern California, but a lot of them are tortoise specialists, since this is the area for desert tortoises.

And I'm not surprised that a vet may do lizards but not snakes, or what have you. They are different animals and the vet may not be trained in one or the other.

I love the name Oliver too. :) They named him Oliver Twist because he was a poor lost stray little BP that ended up at the rescue. Somebody just found him wandering around. He couldn't ask for a better home, she's gonna pamper that boy rotten. ;) Madly in love.

Poor exotics... always with the bum rap. It just blows my mind that reptile automatically means lizard to these vets. It's bewildering to me to say "Yes, reptiles." then go "Oh, not snakes, reptiles." when you show up. Kind of reminds me of my mom saying "Fish aren't animals, they're sea creatures!"

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Originally Posted by MedusasOwl

I'm always amused at how many people would rather tangle with a big dog than a snake or bird. *shakes head* Oy.

But even so, wouldn't the thing to say be "We only take certain reptiles" rather than "We take reptiles, not snakes"? That's the part that truely blew my mind. Lots of places won't take snakes, but I'd think most would acknowledge they're reptiles!

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Funny you should say that about size. My grandma freaked out when I told her how big my BP with get. Yet, we have an 86 pound golden lab, who jumps on her, and cut her arms ALL the time. Not lil cuts, but 1-3 inch cuts sometimes. And being an older women, she cuts easily. Yet, Halen has never done anything to my grandma. Go figure huh?

Logical fallacies galore! :rolleyes: Oy!

Reminds me of my first pet rats, long before the snake days of feeder rats. The cable guy came to the door, I answered it w/o really thinking that I had Baby and Skitter out with me. Well of course the mean old cable man scared the girlie rats....one dashed into my sweater pocket, the other dove under my long hair. The face on that guy was hilarious when he's carrying on a conversation with what appears to be a totally sane lady (silly man for assuming that bwhahahahaha) and out pops a rat from my pocket, then before he can blink her sister sticks her nosey face out from under a lock of my hair. It was just too funny! Fastest cable service I've ever gotten though. Amazing a big grown man was creeped out by a couple of pet rats LMAO.

Oh and Nancy, if you've got the guts to tackle a dog that big....you've got my respect...wow! Funny though we had a couple of 120 lb plus GSD's growing up, big, strong, intact males....people were always afraid of them....but the "dangerous" dog was a little red female dashund....mean little witch was not trustworthy at all but no one ever watched out for her. People are silly.