I prefer by far to purchase animals in person in Tinley Park simply because I can drive them home, but this time I broke the rules.
Shipping can be stressful, although I would almost say it was harder on me than the snake! I spent all of Tuesday stalking the Fed Ex tracking page. Not like the purple tracking bar was going to move, but if for some reason the package landed in say Africa, I would know. I woke up extra early, pottied the dogs so they would not be out and got some clothes on. I even had my shoes on and was ready well before 8:00 am.
Last evening I was going to clean up the kitchen, but since that window overlooks my front side walk (exactly where the Fed Ex man would be this morning) I put it off and crashed. As of now, my dishes are half done, but Madness is in my house.
At NARBC Anaheim, I was in heaven, finally getting to see some of the Psychotic Exotic snakes in person. Going through their boxes the night of set up was like Christmas, one purty snake after another. For some reason when I got home, I had a TON of pics of the same snake. On my cell phone, on both my cameras, even on my husband's camera. Yeah they had other snakes, but the head markings on this one caught my eye.
So I made a deal with myself. If when I next saw Kerry, if he had NOT sold the snake, I was going to buy it. Amazingly, what I thought was the coolest looking Jag at Anaheim did not sell. Ahhhh, for once the fates were with me!
Which leads me to this morning, staking out the front window of my house, hoping the hellish weather we are having would not impact the snake or his arrival. I was on Fed Ex's site all morning. In fact, I just left the window up. About 8:30 I just hovered in my kitchen, doing dishes extra slow.
And then I saw the man! I RAN outside (and those who know me, know I don't run) to meet him. Looking at me dumbfounded as I stood there bouncing to sign for the package, he asked what it was. "A very small new baby." He must think I am mad. On the phone with Desiree, she said it sounded as if I had given birth and was bragging about my new child.
So here are the play by play shots. The Fed Ex man wouldn't let me take a picture of him for my album. I have no clue why. I think the Jag is going to be called Madness, primarily because I had the song "War Zone" going through my head when I opened the box. The chorus is "Madness is coming your way" and, well, Madness has arrived. BTW, his breeding, for anyone interested, is 75%IJ Jag male from Het Granite and 50% Will Leary Line.
Feed card and all the newspaper. Somewhere in there, I will find a snake in a bag!
OHHH SNAKE BAG!! And something more to unwrap. I am telling ya, it really is like Christmas!
The very first photo of Madness ever taken in my home. Still in the bag and didn't come out striking!
My lil Strawman head boy.
The only thing that usually makes me this happy is either snakes or shoes. I may have problems.
Oh, your new baby is gorgeous,good luck with him. My 3 new babies are doing great despite all my worrying.
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