I was cleaning up the snake room (ie, thinking of ways to add more) when I looked over at my very first Ball, Indy. I remember getting him for free from a pet store...they were going out of business and had not eaten since they got him so they pretty much gave up on him....he looked horrible and I really though he would die....7 years later he's doing extremely well and bred for me this season (my first breed project...woohoo)

I got him completely by accident....I was terrified but could not stand to see him suffer so I brough him home...I bought books, learned everything I could sponge up and in time...grew to adore BP's as well as other snakes....I now have 12 BP's, 3 burms and 2 rosy boas.....

all this from the pitiful little snake that everyone gave up on.....

whats YOUR story? How did you get started with this addictive hobby?