I still remember my very first corn snake. He was a beauty, but he got out. And so I learned and got a new corn. That one did not last long either as it had feeding problems. Then I got a big male...
He was stunning even though his colours were dark and not really striking for a normal corn, but he was my normal corn and to me he was gorgeous. I named him Dragon, but my son later changed his name to Mot (Afrikaans for moth).
Then I got him a female.
She was also dull, but now I could breed and I was so excited. I named her Drakie (Afrikaans for Dragon). She was not docile from day one. She was just over 60cm. I was told she could breed at this length. Was not to clued up then. She was a hand full. Got her calmed down one day and thought Yay! The next day she bit me. The day after that she was docile again. And so marked our years together. The unpredictable one in my group. She was the one that I would say had pms.
And now she is gone. Found her dead this morning. I have had loses this year that have torn my heart out, but this sight broke me. She was fine yesterday and today she is gone. She ws one of my first breeding corns. She was well over the meter mark this year. I know it was the breeding too early that resulted in her short lifespan. I don't need to guess. This makes it even harder to take.
I want to throw the towel in and give up on herps all together, but it is my rock and my partner that is holding me back. He is my strength. I have none left. My posts may not be the best in the next couple of days. Please forgive me in advance. I know some will think morning for a snake is ridiculas. At this point I really don't care. I will morn my snake. I will morn for the loss of Drakie, a normal corn snake that would not have appealed to most. She appealed to my heart.
I will miss her very much.