Oh, by the way,
we have officially named our new snake! When I got home from work tonight, and looked in on him (I have determined it's a him) I found a ten-gallon tank of devastation.
The water dish was full of aspen, and the remaining aspen, which was partly full of water
, was piled up in the middle of the tank, and the hide I had put in was pushed over almost on it's side! The only things not touched were the rocks (thank goodness!)
I don't know what the hell he was up to all day, but after seeing that, he has been named Twister.
And here I thought he was so calm and gentle............