Can't Stand the Excitement

Wow, Mr. Wibbles' life sure is action-packed and full of excitement, isn't it? When I started this blog, oh Faithful Reader, I had no idea what unchartered waters we would sail together as we saw life through the eyes of a ball python with wobble head. Would the genetic condition dominate his existence? Would it mess up his ability to slough off his sheds? Would he continue to strike at prey at angles perpendicular to the direction that the prey was actually located relative to him?

No, no, and sometimes, but only rarely.

I need a new picture of Wibbles on this blog. Remember the missing scales from the last posting? They reappeared with the following shed, no problem. He has gained weight steadily (see chart below). He passed quarantine and now lives in the 4th floor tub of a 5-slot adult rack (Jason's Jungle, great product, great guy) with some ball python neighbors (June, Ward, Mez, and Daphne). He still has a hide, the same fake rock hide he's always had, and when he's hungry he sticks his head out of it and faces the front of the tub. I dangle the prey and he strikes from the hide and pulls it on in. Two days later his head surfaces again, but I feed him once per week now. He's eating one frozen/thawed weanling rat per feeding. I've started breeding my own rats, but he's still working his way through the ones from RodentPro.com.

He shed yesterday, a perfect one-piece effort, then weighed in at 416 grams. Tonight he feasts.

Here's the chart I promised (I think you can click to enlarge). Until next time!