You know, the type of thud that makes you think your whole computer just took a dive off your desk. Then, out of nowhere, we hear an incredibly loud thud. Thomas and I were watching TV for a good half hour. We took it back to Thomas’ office, put the rat in the tank, turned off all the lights, closed the door, and left. So we warmed up the rat by putting it into a plastic bag and running it under warm water again. We came back an hour later to find that she hadn’t eaten. I told Thomas to turn off all the lights and we closed the door behind us to give her some privacy in case she would eat. At 1:00 AM, with a dry, warm rat, we made our way to Havana’s tank, opened one of the two locking lids on the top of her enclosure (the left one), dropped her food in, made it dance for her, and watched her slither away from her food completely disinterested. That being said, she still looks happy and healthy, so I’m just going to trust that she knows when she’s hungry and will eat once she’s good and ready. This is either the second or third rat we’ve given her that she’s refused. Unfortunately for me, my desire for Havana to eat is just not enough to make her hungry. So I do what general consensus seems to suggest and offer her food about once every 10-14 days (unless she’s about to shed, which is when I know for sure she won’t eat). Now, I’ve heard a couple of breeders say that they can immediately tell when their snakes are hungry, because they poke their heads out and look expectantly at them or something along those lines, but although I’m optimistic, I still haven’t yet developed the skill of being able to tell when Havana is hungry. She was up, roaming around her tank and looking active as she used to before she went on her hunger strike. That being said, Thomas and I did have a little bit of a scare yesterday. The picture below is proof of this fact (you may also notice that she refused to eat, even after we left her food in the tank with her the whole night). Let me say right off the bat that Havana really only escaped for a total of five minutes, and she’s back in her tank, safe and secure, sleeping as I type. Now, I’ve heard this said many times, but I always thought it was an over-exaggeration, primarily because I’d never had any first-hand experiences with it: until last night that is.
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