My first BP Rikki was always feed during the weekly cage spot cleaning. I would put him in a banker's cardboard box and toss in a live mouse, make sure he struck and coiled, then attend the tank. One afternoon I finished cleaning the cage, got caught up in a phone call, and completely forgot about him! I found him three days later in the closert, coiled up in the laundry basket.

These days I don't take my eyes off the snakes until they are back in their hides and lids are clamped shut. They are little escape artists!