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A few days ago, my boyfriend and I were sitting watching TV. I had Goblin, my adult male BP, out and he was slithering around the couch and generally chilling out. Incidentally, I was wearing a short crop-top that left the waistline of my jeans exposed (this is important to the story, not just me boring you with my wardrobe.)
We were sitting there nicely watching Pulp Fiction. All of a sudden, Goblin cocked his head and slipped right through one of the belt loops on my jeans and got wedged into it. He was Really, Really Stuck, and of course he was trying to move forward to get out. He had to be at least a fourth of his body length through the loop, and there was NO way of wrenching him out backward. In a flash, my boyfriend grabbed a very sharp razorblade he uses at work, and VERY carefully cut the loop off of my jeans, and Goblin was free without a scratch.
This is such a stupid, stupid thing, and I figure it could happen to anyone who wears pants! Please don't let it happen to you. I shudder to think of how hard it'd have been to get the loop cut off without stabbing the snake, if i were home alone and this happened.
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2.1 Ball pythons
1.0 Boa Constrictor Imperator
0.1 albino Cranwell's horned frog
1.0 bearded dragon
1.0 Tiger salamander
1.1 breeding Clawed frogs
1.0 black kittycat
3.1 Oscar cichlids
0.1 Paint horse mare

That's exactly why I never wear pants.

Chris =)
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0.1 Normal
0.1 Banded
1.0 Tiger
0.2 Heterozygous Piebald

Like the sign says: "No shirt, No shoes, No service." Never said anything about pants.

I feel for you... My husband and I were playing with my female BP and she somehow got through the loop of his shoelace. It was soo funny when he picked up his foot to look for Kali and couldn't find her (she's a 20" baby) and I saw her hanging from his shoe!
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Tammy
Owned by:

1.0.1 Argus Monitors
0.0.24 Veiled Chameleon Eggs
1.1 Ball Pyhons
0.1 Siamese Cat
1.1 Rescue Dogs (Lab & Bernese Mountain Dog)

I visualized how this might actually happen. Then I read the replies and laughed even more.

Then I thought to myself, "What are people doing out there 'playing' with ball pythons and letting them climb all over the couch, what if he/she gets lost?"

Then I remembered the time the cat decided he just wanted to play with the rat I had put in the orange ghost's tub. All tub, snake, rat, cypress mulch, water, water bowl. . .all over. Okay so well I don't recommend that type of 'excercise' for any ball pythons. At least your ball python's play was supervised.

Our cat, Karma, (blue-point siamese) days later found said orange ghost (Sunset) a few inches from his rack trying to stay safe from him. I swear he wasn't there everyday I looked for him.

I guess we all play with our snakes in unique ways. Some of us wear pants. . .some of us don't *shudder*. . .some of us now keep the cat locked in the bathroom at feeding time now.
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Violette Garcia
www.shakahnsgrove.com

This tread got me to thinking about a couple of times I thought I would never get my ball(s) out of a tight situation. About ten years ago I had dedicated my spare bed room into a literal snake haven. King snakes in thier tubs on shelves up high, boas in wooden cages along the walls, and my balls had full range of the floor. I had sealed up every possible hole and crack there was. I had nothing to worry about. Then one day I came home from work and to my surprise I saw my very large female ball half way through the space between the bottom of the door and the floor. I tripped out. There was no way in my mind that that big girl could even get her head through that crack, but sure enough there she was. Half way through and triing to make progress. At first I was worried that I couldn't be of any help to her; for opening the door would have surly put an end to her; and not having anyone around at the time to help me remove the door from the jam I was sure she was going to get stuck. Not able to do anything for a while I desided to wait until my roommate got home to give me a hand. Well, long before anyone got there she had managed to squeeze her self from the crack and started crusin' down the hall. I will admit it scared the hell out of me, but it sure was interesting to see her turn her body side ways and just make slow progress. Needless to say I went out that night and bought some tubs, and shelves...

I won't get into this next one. I'll only say "chain link fence" LOL

Quinton