Frisco

I'm very sad to announce that after ten years of being the best pet snake a girl could ask for, Frisco passed away on Sunday, March 22, 2009, at the age of 15. He'd been very lethargic lately, and denied food (again) the previous wednesday. Saturday night he was hardly moving, and Sunday morning he died in my arms, while I was searching hysterically for an emergency vet that could help him. Unfortunately, there is no emergency with a ball python that is worth the time of a qualified vet on a Sunday. As sad as I am, I'm glad that he was so loved in his life, and I'm happy that if he was sick, at least he will never be in pain again.