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kitewithfish) wrote2009-08-09 10:40 am
kitewithfish) wrote2009-08-09 10:40 am
Random time to update
My sister is getting a corn snake shipped to her from a breeder in Texas- this is because, tho she fell in love with some itty bitty snakelets in a petstore, pet stores are generally evil and I was able to convince her that she should patronize a reputable snake breeder. And also make sure that she could deal with handling dead mice on a regular basis, because this is what baby snakes eat. And not to get those from a pet store either, because pet stores are kind of evil.
Have I mentioned that I used to have two corn snakes when I was a young girl, making this honestly a very unweird pet choice for her? Because once you've wrapped your mind around getting a snake (and how cool were my parents for letting me get one in the first place?), having one later in life is not that weird- there's a certain pattern to the whole thing. And corn snakes are honestly just wicked easy to take care of, as reptiles go. Tank, hot pad, hidey holes, nice place to chill, dead mice in the freezer and a few toys, and you have a cute little low maintenance pet.
(I am honestly kind of jazzed that my sister is getting a snake. It seems pretty damned cool of her. I just wish she were doing this before I freaking left for Chicago.)
Having a snake taught me some ridiculous things, actually. Like that snakes only have one lung. And how to get one off of you without hurting her if she bites you and doesn't want to let go (that only happened the one time. And, for the record, since this is information I think everyone should know, you get a bucket of warm water and hold your hand with attached snakes underwater until the snake lets go to breathe. No muss, no fuss, just trickery and a band-aid later you're fine.) And that snakes are generally adorable and the smelling-with-tongue thing tickles like crazy.
Have I mentioned that I used to have two corn snakes when I was a young girl, making this honestly a very unweird pet choice for her? Because once you've wrapped your mind around getting a snake (and how cool were my parents for letting me get one in the first place?), having one later in life is not that weird- there's a certain pattern to the whole thing. And corn snakes are honestly just wicked easy to take care of, as reptiles go. Tank, hot pad, hidey holes, nice place to chill, dead mice in the freezer and a few toys, and you have a cute little low maintenance pet.
(I am honestly kind of jazzed that my sister is getting a snake. It seems pretty damned cool of her. I just wish she were doing this before I freaking left for Chicago.)
Having a snake taught me some ridiculous things, actually. Like that snakes only have one lung. And how to get one off of you without hurting her if she bites you and doesn't want to let go (that only happened the one time. And, for the record, since this is information I think everyone should know, you get a bucket of warm water and hold your hand with attached snakes underwater until the snake lets go to breathe. No muss, no fuss, just trickery and a band-aid later you're fine.) And that snakes are generally adorable and the smelling-with-tongue thing tickles like crazy.