Now it seems like everyone is having babies except me. I haven't had a single baby born this month! This month? It's been months! Something like seven long lonely no goo under my finger nails months. No waiting for those fresh gray babies to shed that first skin months. No grabbing that momma Boa before she grabs me months. No complete change outs cleaning out that goo from all over the cage months. No little periscopes sticking up after pushing those cute little noses out of those membranes to get that first breath of life months. No trying to figure out where I am going to put these new babies months. No babies in my blue baby bucket months.
It' seems like years since the last time I had one little tiny gooey baby here to play with. Bob Martin is showing off those lovely Jungles he had in a "surprise litter" born about a month ago! The Nick Stone, the Cyclone guy, is showing off those kids that make me weak in the knees to see. John and Rich from SalmonBoa.com keep showing off that stuff that just make me sick that I don't own. Tracy Barker just posted a litter of double and triple het crazy Boas. sniff... Plenty other people showing off the goodies they have produced and why? I submit to you it is only to make me feel more miserable than I already do! Why, even Chris Nicholas has already had one of his famous single baby litters! Single baby litters? "Na na na boo boo I had a baby!" is what I read between the lines in Chris' post. What about me? Nothing! Nadda! Zilch... I am sooooo sad.... sniff sniff... I am a pathetic little man being a big baby and I know it. But what am I to do???
Every time I see another post where someone has more babies, I go check the kids. Or I should say, I check those females that are due first. I have one that could have them any second, but no, nothing there. No babies, not a one. Still I check. Yesterday morning it was snowing here and she was all stretched out tight looking with her tail pulled tight sort of like me running to the bathroom pinching my gluteus maximus together to avoid a premature explosion and the resulting mess. Eventually it passed. She relaxed without so much as the pre-birth turd. Of course she is a tiny girl and she may have hid it under the Aspen just to drive me to these tears. I'm feel like a little kid riding in the back seat of the car asking my Dad, "Are we there yet?" "Are there any babies yet?"... "Are there any babies yet?"... "Are there any babies yet?"... No... nothing yet. Good thing I don't have a drinking problem because this time of year, because I would really have a drinking problem.
Still I wait. Somewhat patiently. Somewhat. Well sort of. OK, so I'm not patiently waiting but walking the floor back and forth living on pins and needles. Does anyone feel sorry for me? My baby bucket is empty. sniff sniff...
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