I don't think I've stopped smiling since I got him home. He was exploring his tank for about an hour around 2 am last night and I only happened to catch him when got up to get a drink. I ended up sitting in the dark watching him until he went back in his hide...nearly overslept and missed 8 am statistics class because of him!
I grew up on a farm in a house built in 1920 that only had a wood stove in the cellar and a fire place downstairs as heat, so reptiles were out of the question, I'd keep a garter or blacksnake over the summer and let them go in the fall, but I've always loved snakes. Then when I moved into my own place three years ago I started thinking about it again on and off. I was always nervous about the fire hazard of any heat-emitting device, so I put it off. Then last year a 3 pound ball python was found in an abandoned apartment and brought to our vet facility for treatment. I fostered her for about 3 weeks and fell in love, she was just too big as a starter snake. This past summer, another ball was found downtown in the road, he was only about 250 grams. I fostered him for nearly two months until he was healthy. After that one found a home, I decided that it was time to put my fears aside and go for it. I so glad I did.
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