RowanRR
Delighted long enough.
We've all been there. You go to an expo with the mindset that you are NOT getting anything else, no matter what kind of deal it is. And then you walk up to a table and see something you've been wanting and you think, "One more wouldn't hurt...". And that brings us to Ysmay, my new Anery. She's a tiny thing, weighing in at 5 grams, but after our car ride home, I'm thinking that will change soon.
On the way back to College Station, I was holding her in my hand, looking her over. We had stopped at IHOP for lunch, and I had unashamedly used my finger to push my pancakes onto my fork a couple of times. Back in the car, Ysmay discovered my finger, and kind of hovered in front of it for about 10 seconds. She then proceeded to slowly put it in her mouth. Not in a striking way, but in a very deliberal way. That didn't fly with me, so I took my finger back... and then she discovered her body. And she proceeded to put that into her mouth. And tried to swallow it. I watched in sick fascination, and at first I couldn't get the words out to tell my roommate, who was driving, to look. She finally did and swerved off onto the shoulder to take a picture, but alas, as soon as she got her camera out, she stopped doing it. I put her back in her deli cup and prayed I'd still have a snake when we got home.
And I do, and as far as I can tell, she hasn't tried to eat herself again. So without further ado, meet Ysmay!
Tee hee! I almost named her "JC", short for "Jeepers, Creepers, Where'd You Get Those Peepers?"
On the way back to College Station, I was holding her in my hand, looking her over. We had stopped at IHOP for lunch, and I had unashamedly used my finger to push my pancakes onto my fork a couple of times. Back in the car, Ysmay discovered my finger, and kind of hovered in front of it for about 10 seconds. She then proceeded to slowly put it in her mouth. Not in a striking way, but in a very deliberal way. That didn't fly with me, so I took my finger back... and then she discovered her body. And she proceeded to put that into her mouth. And tried to swallow it. I watched in sick fascination, and at first I couldn't get the words out to tell my roommate, who was driving, to look. She finally did and swerved off onto the shoulder to take a picture, but alas, as soon as she got her camera out, she stopped doing it. I put her back in her deli cup and prayed I'd still have a snake when we got home.
And I do, and as far as I can tell, she hasn't tried to eat herself again. So without further ado, meet Ysmay!
Tee hee! I almost named her "JC", short for "Jeepers, Creepers, Where'd You Get Those Peepers?"
