OK folks. I have a story to tell. I'm not sure how to tell it. I'll start off with calling myself a bone-head.
Saturday afternoon was like most others.......
I was cleaning my enclosures and transplanting some animals into appropiate size containers. I'd decided to put my baby female Grey Banded King (that i got from BHB Enterprises in Michigan 6 weeks ago) back into my rack system and out of a 10 gallon aquarium. The prior tenant of the tub the grey band was being placed into was an adult honduran and the airholes were drilled accordingly. Yep, you got it. Bye Bye Grey Band. She was a beauty. So, For the past 3 days I've been spreading baking flour all over my basement as well as water dishes, pinkies, and heat lights. To put things into perspective a little. I'm in the beginning stages of moving to New Brunswick. I have most of my possesions boxed and piled floor to ceiling in preparation for the moving company. The freezer is next to my racks also. An infinite number of hiding places. The snake is 9 grams and about 12-13". I've been getting up in the middle of the night to check my traps. No signs in the powder.
Here's where I get the pain in my butt. I get home this evening and a bunch kids as well as my own are sitting out front of my house watching me walk toward the door. A little fat kid blerbs out "we found your snake". My 8 year old daughters friends were playing out front of their house approx 2 blocks away(lots of vegetation around this area) and spoted it next to a tree. Knowing that i have snakes, the kids ran to my daughter for her to come see. (i dared not tell anyone in the neighborhood that I lost a snake).
My daughter recognized it and picked it up right away and brought it home. She is so proud of the bite marks on her hands and i can see her satisfaction of giving me back an animal i lost. I told her the other day that i would pay her $100.00 if she found it in the basement and she has been looking for it diligently. I really didn't think it would show up. I split the finders fee with her and her friend that spoted it.
To make a long story short. Pay attention to what you are doing and don't be a bonehead. Now, how do I keep this horse-shoe from falling out of my bum?