Skippii
Well-Known Member
haha so I guess I was a little bit silly at feeding time this go around..
I was carrying Floyd (Cape york carpet) around while preparing his and Sierra's (water python) num-nums (I'm probably going to get a few e-slaps on the wrist for this haha). Floyd's ratty was thawed to perfection, so I fished it out of the water with my forceps, while Floyd was happily wrapped around my arm. As soon as the thawed rat was out of the water, Floyd started getting a little excited.
Anyway, I was sitting on the edge of my bed at the time, which is right in front of Floyd's tub. Floyd on one arm, ratty on the other, I had just started shuffling forward to put Floyd in his tub for dinner when he launched further than I thought he was capable, snatched the rat out of the forceps, and began his little constricting ritual... Right in my lap.
Now at this point, I'd have gladly scooped him up and put him in his tub to finish his meal, however his tail end had latched on quite firmly to my arm and there was no getting him off. I wouldn't normally mind, except that this time he decided to squeeze the poor dead rat until some of it's insides were uh.. no longer inside. Needless to say, I ended up wearing some pretty gross gooey stuff, and Floyd didn't relinquish his vice grip on my arm until he had completely finished eating.
Was certainly an interesting experience...
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I was carrying Floyd (Cape york carpet) around while preparing his and Sierra's (water python) num-nums (I'm probably going to get a few e-slaps on the wrist for this haha). Floyd's ratty was thawed to perfection, so I fished it out of the water with my forceps, while Floyd was happily wrapped around my arm. As soon as the thawed rat was out of the water, Floyd started getting a little excited.
Anyway, I was sitting on the edge of my bed at the time, which is right in front of Floyd's tub. Floyd on one arm, ratty on the other, I had just started shuffling forward to put Floyd in his tub for dinner when he launched further than I thought he was capable, snatched the rat out of the forceps, and began his little constricting ritual... Right in my lap.
Now at this point, I'd have gladly scooped him up and put him in his tub to finish his meal, however his tail end had latched on quite firmly to my arm and there was no getting him off. I wouldn't normally mind, except that this time he decided to squeeze the poor dead rat until some of it's insides were uh.. no longer inside. Needless to say, I ended up wearing some pretty gross gooey stuff, and Floyd didn't relinquish his vice grip on my arm until he had completely finished eating.
Was certainly an interesting experience...
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