Kaminoke
River Valley Reptiles
Last night felt like Christmas Eve for me. I picked up a few gorgeous babies from Blue Apple Herps, and I fell asleep eagerly anticipating a shipment arriving the next morning from Rich Hume. I woke up early because I was so excited, and while waiting for the shipment to arrive I did my usual rounds. It was then I discovered that my adult amel, Ginger, had escaped from her bin.
It's my fault; I usually put binder clips on Sterilite bins "just in case," but she's been in that same container for over two years with no issues so I incorrectly assumed she'd never get out of it. I guess she finally decided to push hard enough, or maybe the top just isn't as secure as it used to be.. either way, she got out. The room she was in has stacks of unpacked boxes and furniture from the move. I tore through some of it to no avail. We had already planned on finishing that room this weekend, and I'm hoping dearly that in that time I will discover her safely curled up in a box. There are so many hiding places in that room right now there's a good chance she's in it. Unfortunately, there are also more than a few ways to get out of the room and into the walls or under the house. I moved her bin to the floor and put some extra heat on it since the temp has finally dropped over here, and I hope I will find her... but I have to accept the fact that I may never see her again. She was the second corn snake I ever had and has always been one of my favorites, so my heart is broken.
On a much more positive note, as I was typing this my shipment arrived and I took a break to unpack three of the prettiest corn snake babies I have ever seen. They all arrived here quite healthy, and though I am sad about Ginger I am also thrilled to see these little ones. I took a few quick shots as I moved them to their new homes:
It's my fault; I usually put binder clips on Sterilite bins "just in case," but she's been in that same container for over two years with no issues so I incorrectly assumed she'd never get out of it. I guess she finally decided to push hard enough, or maybe the top just isn't as secure as it used to be.. either way, she got out. The room she was in has stacks of unpacked boxes and furniture from the move. I tore through some of it to no avail. We had already planned on finishing that room this weekend, and I'm hoping dearly that in that time I will discover her safely curled up in a box. There are so many hiding places in that room right now there's a good chance she's in it. Unfortunately, there are also more than a few ways to get out of the room and into the walls or under the house. I moved her bin to the floor and put some extra heat on it since the temp has finally dropped over here, and I hope I will find her... but I have to accept the fact that I may never see her again. She was the second corn snake I ever had and has always been one of my favorites, so my heart is broken.
On a much more positive note, as I was typing this my shipment arrived and I took a break to unpack three of the prettiest corn snake babies I have ever seen. They all arrived here quite healthy, and though I am sad about Ginger I am also thrilled to see these little ones. I took a few quick shots as I moved them to their new homes:
