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AntonT
at Fri Nov 7 13:08:22 2003 [ Email Message ] [ Show All Posts by AntonT ]
I work in a local pet store(chain store), I'm not proud of it, but it's a living, and I like to think that I can make a difference in the lives of these animals, if not for a short period of time. Anyways, yesterday this guy came in, saying that he heard I was pretty knowledgeable about snakes, and if I could identify what his snake is. He said he got it from a friend, and some people told him it was a boa constrictor, but it didn't look like any that we had in the store.
I told him to go ahead and bring it in, and I'll see what I can do. He goes out to his car, and comes back a minute later with a small plastic container. I open it, and just start busting out laughing, much to his dismay.
It turns out his "boa constrictor" was actually a agkistrodon contortrix mokasen, one of my favorites.
So after a little convincing (I actually said "You know, I can take it off of your hands now, since it is venomous and all" , I am now a proud new papa of my newest baby girl(probed her today), a. mokasen #6.
Funny how things seem to work out in my favor  ----- Pozdrav,
Anton T.
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Thank you Sir, may I have another?
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