My 6 foot RTB bit me and I'm a little freaked out

[Prognathodon]

Think about it this way: You’re in your bedroom relaxing, when some giant thing takes you out and does that weird giant thing that they do with you, then puts you back in your room. OK, fine, whatever, it’s that weird thing, back to what you were doing before.

Fast forward a short while, giant thing takes you out of your bedroom, puts you into a strange box with strange stuff, box moves and shakes for a long time, giant takes you out in strange place, strange smells, strange lights, and does that weird thing they do. Then puts you in strange box. You’re trying to be cool about this, at least the giant and the weird thing they do with you is familiar. Except then they take you out, do the weird thing again, and back in the box again. What the what? And then AGAIN. What is going on giant thing? What are you doing to me? (Yes, she probably was displaying signs of stress). Back again. WHAT? AGAIN? That’s IT! You wouldn’t pay attention when I told you nicely, now you get the bite!

And that’s without the stress of mites - think being lived on by a horde of mosquitos.

If you wanted her to be a dance partner, you’d limit it to once or twice a week, at home, for only a few minutes at a time, and only when she’s clearly happy/comfortable snake. It does sound like your dancing with her is probably reasonable, but the rest is a recipe for getting bit.

We’ve all made mistakes. I unintentionally annoyed my blood python enough that she progressed from body language, through warning nose-bops, a couple mild defensive nips, to full-on KNOCK THAT GARBAGE OFF bites. And it was my fault for not “listening” when she told me she didn’t like what I was doing. But I realized my errors very quickly after it happened, and haven’t made the same mistakes since.


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