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Seasoned Observer
A friend of ours, “ours” being the Drymarchon community, has recently suffered the loss of an incredible animal. While I have no words to beguile the grief our friend is feeling due to such a loss, I wanted to expound upon what most of us, who have members of the Dry clan within our charge, already know.
I have had the honor and privilege of working with, studying, keeping and breeding an array of reptiles and amphibians, but none have had the lasting impact or garnered my attention so much as the Drymarchon genus, as I still recall the day I saw and held my first Eastern Indigo, an incredible animal I found when I was just ten years of age. That was the defining moment, when I decided to focus my future studies on the natural world around us and I remember the feeling, just as it was yesterday, whenever I enter my herp room.
Drys harbor an incredible aura, sense of awareness and intelligence about them which cannot be rivaled, except perhaps by Elapidae, which bear such close semblance to Drys, that one of the leading herpetologist of our time, Dr. Wolfgang Wuster , affectionately coined them “honorary cobras”. While handling an elapid is an incredible feeling, the same can be said when handling Drys, as there is something quite unique about a large colubrid, but when you toss in the intelligence, demeanor and grace of a Dry, you are truly holding something incredibly exceptional and beyond words.
I have lost Indigos in the past and I currently have a geriatric specimen, which I am certain will not grace my facility much longer. I can say with a degree of certainty; losing a Drymarchon is akin to losing a long time family dog. It hurts, it hurts immensely, which only further demonstrates the rarity of such animals, as few harbor the ability to touch our hearts in such a manner.
To my friend, who has suffered such a recent and tragic loss, I know you will make yourself known in your own time and again, I know I cannot speak words to beguile your grief, but I hope you know that you are on our minds and in our hearts…
All my best,
Jeff
I have had the honor and privilege of working with, studying, keeping and breeding an array of reptiles and amphibians, but none have had the lasting impact or garnered my attention so much as the Drymarchon genus, as I still recall the day I saw and held my first Eastern Indigo, an incredible animal I found when I was just ten years of age. That was the defining moment, when I decided to focus my future studies on the natural world around us and I remember the feeling, just as it was yesterday, whenever I enter my herp room.
Drys harbor an incredible aura, sense of awareness and intelligence about them which cannot be rivaled, except perhaps by Elapidae, which bear such close semblance to Drys, that one of the leading herpetologist of our time, Dr. Wolfgang Wuster , affectionately coined them “honorary cobras”. While handling an elapid is an incredible feeling, the same can be said when handling Drys, as there is something quite unique about a large colubrid, but when you toss in the intelligence, demeanor and grace of a Dry, you are truly holding something incredibly exceptional and beyond words.
I have lost Indigos in the past and I currently have a geriatric specimen, which I am certain will not grace my facility much longer. I can say with a degree of certainty; losing a Drymarchon is akin to losing a long time family dog. It hurts, it hurts immensely, which only further demonstrates the rarity of such animals, as few harbor the ability to touch our hearts in such a manner.
To my friend, who has suffered such a recent and tragic loss, I know you will make yourself known in your own time and again, I know I cannot speak words to beguile your grief, but I hope you know that you are on our minds and in our hearts…
All my best,
Jeff