We named this snake "pre-pip" because it seemed to crawl out of its shell a bit early. I don't think this was any sort of defect, just an overanxious hatchling. Poor thing. If I'd had a crystal ball and known the events of today, then earlier, when it first shed, I would have given it a bandaid or something else over the navel, but once I found out what was going on, this poor baby was crawling along, leaving long strands of itself behind on the substrate (slightly damp paper towel). Between the photograph and the decision to put it down, it went from a slight amount of stuff hanging out, to near it's own length in intestine mangled and dripping blood. Yes, I imagine that a superstar veterinary surgeon could have mended the poor thing, and I know that there are those will condemn me for the following attitude, but my husband and I are both high school teachers, our last paycheck was in May, our next one will be the end of August, we're buying a house, and we have three kids. Sadly, we do not have the funds to give a tiny hatchling snake veterinary surgery. If a baby snake in our care cannot survive the hatching process, then so be it. I could have let the baby crawl around it's enclosure, unraveling itself, but enough was enough.
Anyway, sorry, just a bit upset. I raise my own mice, feed em to the snakes, etc. Don't like to be so much in the company of death. Today before I realized what I would have to do with little Pre-Pip, I euthanized 150 mice, which was stressful as it is, and then I immediately had to euthanize the snake right afterwards. Yesterday another of the hatchlings escaped from the "hatchling" rack we bought. Been a bad week overall. Bound to get better, but I'm sort of bummed. While we have had another snake escape without ever being found, this is the first snake we've had die on us, and my heart breaks over this, even though I know that it, too, happens.
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~Sasheena