The show where I got my new baby was very small - there were only three bloods in the whole place. After trying to resist the utter cute power of the little one I ended up buying, I spotted a juvie in a tank. Because I'm new to bloods, I thought it would be better for both me and the snake if it were relatively mild-tempered. "How much is this one?" I asked. "I'll take $50 off for *you*," replied the skinny, pimply guy behind the counter. Great, a sleazeball. So I asked him about its temper, and he said it was "fine" and proceeded to use a hook to remove the python from its tank. Yeah, very calm if it needs a hook, I thought. It was very thin - the whole spine stood out in sharp relief, and it was stone cold. "He's a little skinny," I said. "Oh, bloods are always like that." "So what's he like when he's warm?" "Oh, uh, he's fine." Right. Even as cold as he was, the poor thing was trying desperately to escape. Running my fingers over its spine, I found some scars, mostly like rodent bites. My friend noticed that it had retained eyecaps. The guy claimed he'd gotten the snake in a trade, and all he knew was that it was a Borneo. I politely told him that I'd keep looking. On the inside, I wanted to smack him for not caring better for the poor thing.
I've heard lots of horror stories about reptile shows and the conditions of the animals. What about you guys?



Someone needs to hire me to go to the Daytona show and sell their animals,,,, hint, hint.... greenman