A lot of people feed their pet snake in a place other than the snake's normal enclosure. This prevents the snake from associating hands and opening cages with food. Some people have a specific feeding box or tupperware, but for smaller constrictors a really common method involves sticking the snake in a plain paper grocery bag with the food.
Since neither of my snakes is huge, this would be an ideal feeding method. Unfortunately, I cannot seem to keep a paper bag in the house for more than 30 seconds without it becoming occupied.
I'm pretty good at keeping the cats out of my gift wrap though. I hoard gift bags so that I can reuse them, and I have one that is exactly the right size and shape. It's nice a sturdy, and the top can be secured with a large chip clip. It's the most cheerful place I've ever tossed a warmed-over dead mouse.
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Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Night Terror of the Week.
Summer is a wacky time of year during which I teach at a very fast-paced arts program for several weeks while our entire household devolves into madness.
For the record, my snake is boy.
(Z hastens to point out that I did bring home a female hognose snake for an evening the week before this incident, but had to ask about the sex before claiming that he was night-terroring about that particular snake.)
For the record, my snake is boy.
(Z hastens to point out that I did bring home a female hognose snake for an evening the week before this incident, but had to ask about the sex before claiming that he was night-terroring about that particular snake.)
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Things That Live In My house
My house has a lot of things in it. There's me and my husband Z:
My best friend Pirate? And her husband Woot!:
My super Smartdog:
Pirate?'s Scruffydog who thinks he is my dog:
My Tinydog:
Z's incredibly Evilcat:
The Hellions:
And my snake, lizard, fishtank, finches, butonquail, and several elderly and/or defective parrots. It's a pretty big house, which is a good thing. Our previous house was a 100 year old 700 square foot farmhouse. It was pretty crowded.
I am the designated animal caretaker, therefore the animals must follow me through the house at all times. It's like a little parade.
Pretty much everything came in as a stray or rescue or some sort, so they're not perfect. I do enjoy them though, although the birds have gotten a bit demanding lately.
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