Bowie emergency.
Jun. 8th, 2009 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hazliyaI went to check on Bowie in his new enclosure today, and found it empty. He probably nosed the flimsy screen up with his face and slithered out a corner. I have tank clips, but his other screen was so reinforced that I'd never had to use them.
I panicked and ran around the house with a flashlight, cleaning out piles of books as I went, but to no avail. He's nowhere to be found. So I cried for a good long while, interspersed with bouts of searching, and set some traps.
TRAP #1: Today is feeding day. I know that he's hungry. So I'm setting an empty soda bottle on the floor, and letting a mouse defrost in it. When he comes in and eats the mouse, he'll be too fat to fit back out and I can easily get him out.
TRAP #2: I drew lines of salt on the floor across the two major door frames. If he moves from one room to another, we'll know.
So there you have it. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, as the recovery rate of wayward colubrids (especially his size) isn't great, and there's a very real chance I'll never see my baby again. And even if I did find him, the floor is dusty, and he may have a respiratory infection - or worse, a parasite from eating a house mouse - that may not be treatable.
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elenuial that he's letting me leave a dead mouse on the floor in the middle of the apartment. We're turning a fan in regards to the smell, but still.
I think that if I don't get him back in the next few days, I'll be heartbroken.
I panicked and ran around the house with a flashlight, cleaning out piles of books as I went, but to no avail. He's nowhere to be found. So I cried for a good long while, interspersed with bouts of searching, and set some traps.
TRAP #1: Today is feeding day. I know that he's hungry. So I'm setting an empty soda bottle on the floor, and letting a mouse defrost in it. When he comes in and eats the mouse, he'll be too fat to fit back out and I can easily get him out.
TRAP #2: I drew lines of salt on the floor across the two major door frames. If he moves from one room to another, we'll know.
So there you have it. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, as the recovery rate of wayward colubrids (especially his size) isn't great, and there's a very real chance I'll never see my baby again. And even if I did find him, the floor is dusty, and he may have a respiratory infection - or worse, a parasite from eating a house mouse - that may not be treatable.
It says something about
elenuial that he's letting me leave a dead mouse on the floor in the middle of the apartment. We're turning a fan in regards to the smell, but still.I think that if I don't get him back in the next few days, I'll be heartbroken.
