The snake wasn't eating, so despite the kids' tears, we returned him to the wild. It's a shame, because he was a great snake for the kids. Not very big and very comfortable being held.
Michael is trying to talk me into purchasing a California king snake. I think that's a little bigger than I want to go, but buying a snake would ensure we got one that would eat in captivity.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
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Dad's snakes only ate once every week or two. That seemed to be all that they wanted and they did fine.
Your world is sounding vaguely familiar:)
OR Mom
Yes, but we only fed him a pinky (a tiny baby mouse) the first time, so he should have still been plenty hungry. Or so says Michael. I defer to his expertise.
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