R.I.P. Troy

[TurboTom]

I got my first snake around the beginning of May of this year from my roommate's girlfriend when she moved out. He was a normal baby ball, about a foot long. I've wanted a snake to call my own for as long as I can remember. I continued to take care of him (I actually don't know what gender it was) like normal. I didn't handle him too often, but he wouldn't eat. A few days before his death he started acting weird. He used to spend most of his time under his little half-log tunnel but he started spending his time out in the open or around his bush. Then one morning I opened up his cage to handle him and he was just dead.

I'm pretty tough mentally. I can take a lot more mental abuse than the average man. But this hit me like a ton of bricks. I don't remember the last time I cried my eyes out like that. My apartment is half underground and the windows are at ground-level. I buried him right outside my bedroom window.

[Rob]

That's rough sorry

[rlditmars]

I'm sorry for your loss.

[WarriorPrincess90]

It's especially hard to lose your first. I'm so sorry for your loss.

[Poseidon]

I'm sorry. That makes me want to cry. I hope you feel better.

[Xeperxi]

I am so sorry for your loss, pets to me are family and I get attached just as much as with a person. I lost my beardie a few months back and still visit her every few days ( I buried her in my backyard) and still cry here and there thinking of her. My sincere condolences

[DooLittle]

So sorry. Losing animals is heartbreaking.

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[TurboTom]

Thanks everyone. On the bright side: I'm getting another tomorrow!

[therunaway]

Aww, I'm sorry. I'm way more attached to animals rather than people. I would try using another enclosure in case your other ball had a disease of some sort, don't want this one to catch it if so.