When I was 14 my mom worked down at the local pet store, around that time some one drop a ball python off in a sack on the front step early in the morning. A week later the guy came in and admitted that it was him and that she was two years old. For the next 5 or so years she was the pride and joy of the store. After Lisa sold the store to another owner the trend just didn't seem to stop. Owner after owner and the store just got worse And worse. It was hard to see our beloved snake mistreated again and again. Finally the recent owner gave her up and my husband and I are the proud owners of a very large very loving ball python "Grace" she is 14 years old as I am now 26. You can't imagine the relief it was to walk out of that store with the first ball python I had ever seen and loved. Grace is doing great! She is eating well sheding well(finally) and set up in a grand retirement encloser. With every thing that snake has been through i'm sure she will live at least another 10 + years. Three cheers for Gracie !!!!!