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Originally Posted by Smynx

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Originally Posted by JLC

Smynx....I have no doubt whatsoever that your kids will grow up and consider themselves lucky to have you two as parents, with or without snakes!

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Judy, that is sooo sweet! I'm all teary-eyed now. And I hope that after a couple years of intense therapy, my kids might feel that way.

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Hehehe.....I think it's the parents that need therapy after the kids are finally grown! They make me crazy!!

If you don't give your kid something to complain about on Oprah, you haven't done your job. ;)

Marla, in that case, I'm kicking butt!

I had faith in you. ;) My girls will definitely tell you that I am not fair and sometimes downright mean! "Save it for Oprah, honey."

I had always loved animals and at about 10yo i use to go to the pet store with my mom to get fish. My mom raised tropical and fancy goldfish. Anyway the guy that owned it always had all types of reptiles and I would watch and watch them. I was a huge reader back then ran to my library and read every book on snakes. That is when I fell in love with indigo's. I got a anole for a pet and then got another and turned out it was a male and a female and had them for a few years until they passed away. I then talk my mom into getting a garter snake that they guy at the pet store had for sale. ( always had plenty of empty tanks in the house) had him for about 3 yrs until he passed on.
By then I was getting a little older and money was a whole lot tighter so I put my herping aside. But my love of snakes only grew.
So up to current times in the pet store with my son watching the bp's and boa's and told my son how much I would love to have one and he was all for it so home came Ozzy a few weeks later.
Thankfully now money is not near as tight and I have my own place and a child that loves all animals and now I can work on the collection I have wanted for years.
Soon as that son 'o mine is off to college the Indigo will come home :)

I HATED snakes. I couldn't stand them or to be near them with their slimy skin and beady eyes; Just waiting for the moment they could strike or wrap you up and kill you. Snakes were simply primitive killers that's all that they were wired to do. I felt that way about snakes for a number of years on and off until one glorious day in high school detention. I was sitting in the biology lab for detention and being the only person in the room the teacher asked me to hold her (to this day I can't recall if it was a Ball Python or a boa... common sense tells me there is a 90% chance this was a BP but my brain tells me that this was a 15' Boa) snake while she cleaned the tank. I told her no way and she told me that if I did it I could leave detention early. So I held my breath and she looped the snake over my shoulder and arm. The skin wasn't slimy. The snake didn't even really look at me. He never once bit or tired to eat my arm... I was confused and astonished as I could feel this solid muscle contract and relax while the snake explored me for a while. After she had finished cleaning the cage and dismissed me I returned multiple times afterward to hold the snake and vowed to one day have one of my own. My mom grew up next to a creek and had nightmares about snakes until she was like thrity so she was not thrilled. I forgot about my passion for snakes and reptiles until just this year I went to visit my brother at college and one of his buddies had a little BP. When I returned to school I went straight to my computer and began researching. On a side note - while in high school and such I had "babysat" various lizzards and a cornsnake so I knew a bit about them and had purchased many books on snakes to read when I initially fell in love with snakes in H.S. Now I finally own one and can't wait to work with a species I haven't worked with before - Borneo STP. :)

well what got me into snakes was my friend let me hold his snake and i loved it i beged my mother to let me get one and she said no :evil: i moved in with my dad and my collection has been growing since. :twisted:

My mom told me recently that I when I was little, I once came home after playing outside and I was carrying a small snake of some sort. I asked if I could keep it, but she refused. Later, when I was 20 and living on my own, I went into work one morning (at a local restaurant) and there were maybe 6 or 8 newborn black snakes in the back kitchen. One of the cooks and I scooped them up into a take-out container, and I took one home with me. It escaped about a week later. :(

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Soon as that son 'o mine is off to college the Indigo will come home

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Jotay......You wont regret it! The 2 Indigo's that we had were great snakes. Never had any trouble with them, never bit or struck at us and were easy to take care of. Matter of fact, the one in the picture I posted actually got to run free in the house a couple of times a month to take care of any small critter's that might have slipped into the house. We lived very close to swamp land in Florida and swamp's bring lot's of nosey critters so my dad would just let him run free (and never once escaped). I allways say you havent lived until you wake up one morning to find a 7ft Indigo coiled up in-between your legs.

And if it wasnt for the pricey price tag on the Indigo's now, I would own one in a heart beat. Indigo has to be my all time favorite!! Dang I wish I could go back in time.....

I've never seen and indigo,but I have heard stories of how awesome they are.
Any pics?