I was first captivated by snakes a few years ago when a friend of mine brought his corn into our class for a presentation. I was in awe and knew that someday, hopefully, I'd own a snake of my own.
I learned about ball pythons from a friend on an online game. She'd always post pictures of her four and I adored their appearances. I figured keeping any reptile would be drudgery, tedious and difficult and not very rewarding. However, one day, I was bored and I read countless bp caresheets and realized that I could house one of my own. From there, I gradually bought supplies. My entire family was against the idea because, in the past, I hadn't been a very responsible pet owner. They were rightfully upset when noticing how much money I'd spent on housing for my bp. Eventually, with coaxing and a huge presentation, my mom granted me permission. Two days later, I called up a local breeder..and the rest is history.
My story's rather boring, isn't it? =P Eh. I'm not much of a story teller.
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