Miss Catherine Earnshaw has finally come home! I called at 12pm as requested, and yup – she was good to go.
Please don’t think I was squeezing her to death, my fingers are that colour permanently due to the wheelchair use. We have now established, with the help of the corn snake forum, that she is indeed a snow, and maybe a strawberry snow (apparently the markings on her head are unusual for a plain snow corn snake)
Getting her home was hillarious – if I didn’t know better I would swear she was like a dog, watching the world go by for about 10 minutes – then she got a little cold so we turned the heating up in the car and I put my hand in the corner of her RUB (really useful box – oh yeah, I am getting the lingo already) and she happily coiled up in there.
I have to leave her to settle in for a week without getting her out for playtime, but it is worth holding out on, as it will hopefully make for a happy girl, and much less likely to be skittish which is the last thing I need – a bloody snake that can grow up to 6′ in length that gets skittish on me!
She is *just* going into blue which is why we reckon she refused her food last Sunday, but she is more than making herself at home. She decided to rub her head against the glass of her vivarium which elicited a rather amusing response from Bert! Now, if you can imagine you are sat on the bed, I sleep on the left hand side and that is nearest the wall, Bert on the right nearest the door. Bert put a shelf up for me at the perfect height so that when I sit or prop myself up in bed, I can see her. Anyway, she rubbed her head against the glass and Bert nearly jumped out of his skin! He was sat at the dressing table on the other side of the room, but had spun round on the chair and had his legs up on the bed. I really wish I had had the sense to grab my phone and record his reaction!
So, in retaliation, he is now looking up stuff for the tropical fish tank that he is acquiring in the near future. Well, he already has one but apparently me getting Cathy means he can have another. Got to love husband logic! Well, he caved in on Cathy – I know damn well I will cave in on another fish tank. One thing though – no bloody guppies! They breed at an alarming rate, no matter how beautiful they are.
So, one Cathy home and settling in, one Bert now thinking letting me get her NOT his best idea, and I have just handed my debit card over for him to get something fish tank related off the internet. Yes, it is a fact – we are both insane!