ms_terese
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When your home is situated in such a way that when one enters the front door, the first thing you see is a huge display tank with an 8 ft. female labyrinth burmese in it....well, you notice when she's not there.
After a long evening, Steve and I came in last night to see....an empty tank.
With 3 sides and the top being glass, the options for escape were very limited. Since the bottom was intact, I went immediately to the back panel (Sherlock Holmes that I am) and starting unlocking the eight separate latches that secure this one-inch thick piece of plywood. *click, click, click, click, click, click, click....* Uh oh. I only had to unlock 7 of the latches.
One lousy latch, and my little Houdini found it and pushed her way out.
The good news about losing an 8 ft. burm is that they're typically easy to find. The bad news is that my hamsters were very, very agitated.
The first place we looked turned out to be the right one: she had gone through the living room, dining room, kitchen, down the hall and into the main snake room, where she was curled up on top of the tank of her future breeding partner, the 15 ft. lab male.
WHEW!!!
I'm a responsible herp keeper. I swear I am!!! This kind of thing happens to you guys too, right?
After a long evening, Steve and I came in last night to see....an empty tank.
With 3 sides and the top being glass, the options for escape were very limited. Since the bottom was intact, I went immediately to the back panel (Sherlock Holmes that I am) and starting unlocking the eight separate latches that secure this one-inch thick piece of plywood. *click, click, click, click, click, click, click....* Uh oh. I only had to unlock 7 of the latches.
One lousy latch, and my little Houdini found it and pushed her way out.
The good news about losing an 8 ft. burm is that they're typically easy to find. The bad news is that my hamsters were very, very agitated.
The first place we looked turned out to be the right one: she had gone through the living room, dining room, kitchen, down the hall and into the main snake room, where she was curled up on top of the tank of her future breeding partner, the 15 ft. lab male.
WHEW!!!
I'm a responsible herp keeper. I swear I am!!! This kind of thing happens to you guys too, right?

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