As with the three girls I got from the going-off-to-college kid, this guy is pretty torn up about having to sell his small collection.Originally Posted by Daybreaker
I'm regularly updating the kid with photos and stories of 'his' babies and it seems to ease his heartache over having to part with them.
[parents were terrified of them....juvie Boas and one big sweet girl they were handling with heavy leather gloves, fer cryin' out loud]
They were so afraid of the big girl, they weren't cleaning the very nice Boa enclosure she was in.
Just kept throwing in more newspaper.
When I gave her a rat for her first meal here, she didn't know what it was.
Kept nudging it like she was trying to resuscitate it or something.
[she'd been eating PetSmart mice her whole life and she's 7 feet long!]
But boy, did she ever learn "Rats..it's what fer supper" real quick.
*sigh*
I hate being a soft touch.
:-\
Some day, I'd like to have Boa babies and I'm not sure where, if at all, he'd fit in with the girls I have.
Hypo to Pastel = what?
Pastel to normal = what?
The little girls are reserved for a future Sunglow.
I don't know what to do.
[head and heart are locked in fierce battle right now]
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