I remember how much stress she caused me when I first got her. She was a 6g hatchling who wouldn't eat. She finally had her second shed at Christmas and hasn't stopped eating since. She's now 52g.
She's full of beans, this girl. Hissing and faux striking at me all the time. She's fine when I get her out, though. She just doesn't like me invading her home.
Oh, so the other day in my science class I took out one of the class pets, a Kenyan sand boa, and booped her. 3 seconds later she whipped around and booped me back. I will never forget the savagery of thet snek.
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