So, I went to Repticon ATL today. No intention of getting anything. And what happens?
I bought an 18 tub hatchling rack. I mean, I am planning on breeding my pastel boy to my girls this season. So it saved shipping.
And then, my wife sees a baby male spider ball and falls in love with it. After a couple more laps around the place I gave in and got it.
So we have a rack with one occupant.
Thanks convention syndrome!
Oh I got to see Deb at the USARK table. So that was cool too!