since there hasnt bn very much exitment on here the last few days or so, i figured now wouldnt be a bad time 2 tell a little story about an unfortunate little incident that has recently a been major part of my life and maybe a horror story that may be talked about for one reason or another.
so i've been collecting reptiles and critters my whole life and i would like to consider myself very passionate about my true feelings and love for reptiles. i have always practiced good husbandry and have always had a what i'd like to consider a happy hearty collection. Like many of you, every one considers me the crazy guy thats got all those snakes and always has. i was born in raised in a pretty small place so every one knows every one for the most part. when i was a kid i remember the population being 30,000; now there's around 60,000-65,000 and growing like crazy!! so things are changing around me but one thing never changes; my love for snakes!!!
i've been collecting hogs seriously now for 3-4 years and am having so much fun with them. That just goes to show, no matter how good you are or how much knowledge you have, the smallest little mistake or short cut can really crush your dreams.
so i work at a tattoo shop here where i live and i'm always in and out and somtimes out for a long period of time.
Just like every Wednesday i fed my hogs. My first mistake that i rutinely made a part of my feeding regimine; i like to turn the heat up in my snake room a few degrees for an hour or so prior to feeding. I've done this manually for years; problem free. i had a great feeding day and went on with my business like normal. When i got home that night i noticed my house reeks of melted plastic and i immediately ran up to the snake room to find it full of smoke and the heater grinding and running full blast; needless to say, i unplug the heater and start running through my tubs ripping off lid after lid to find they're all dead.
After i ran through about 20 or so tubs and having one survivor (0.1 poss het hypo), i turned over to the albinos that were sitting on the floor still and they were all alive sitting in there water bowls. At this point, it's very late in the evening and having done all i could do, I go 2 bed. i wake up first thing in the morning, check on whats left of my snakes (5 2.2 albinos n the poss het) to find them all ok. i grab my bag of dead snakes and go to give them a proper burial out on my granpa's ranch. While heading home i feel very sad and keep on telling myself it's over and can't get any worse. I walk straight up stairs, to check my survivors, and what else could be wrong the poss het and my 70 gram extreme red albino female dead! That was the icing on the cake.
Wrapping it all up, in case any one was wondering after reading all that, what i lost 2.6 het and poss het hypos 2.3 poss p.p.a. 0.2 poss dbl het snows 2.4 het albinos 0.6 poss hets and norms. and not but 5 or 6 were under 100 or so grams with to big gravid het albinos that were so close to layin me some eggs. What made it through were 1.1 red albinos and 1.0 poss het snow albino little babys though 15-20 grams. On the bright side, 2 weeks before all this happened i sent a my biggest/best breeder albino male and 3 good size normal females to a close friend for one reason or another.
I'd like to think I've learnd a very valuable lesson and hope no one has to learn like that, if you haven't yet. I really hope that no one looks down on me for this mistake and thinks im an idiot. It was a very stupid simple mistake, that i will be kicking my self over and over for life.
Thanks everyone for taking the time to read this it feels good to get off of my chest.
Hope everyone has a great hatch out this year!
Much Love
Joe Schmidt
And rest in piece my babys im sorry and i love you very very much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






